It has been some time since they last seen each other.
She hasn’t stopped pacing, stopped thinking and crying over the fact on how horribly she had treated her... father. All the while he has been nothing but supportive of her, tending to her needs and comfort. The massive guilt was eating her inside out, yet her fears was the only thing that kept her away from confronting him. Would he really forgive her for what she had said and done? What if he doesn’t? What comes next? Would she be able to live with herself knowing that she had failed someone who cared about her all this time?
Slowly, she pokes her head at the Titan’s door, anticipating the sight of Thanos sitting on his throne.
“...Thanos,” she muttered, lips quivering with fear and anxiety. “May I... speak with you, Father?”
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