Sky smiled, "You know me better than my Dad. He still thinks I loved him or maybe still love him." Sky cupped her face supporting her hands-on table with a puppy face and teased, "Sam! Do you love me so much?"
Sam's doubt was cleared but he was speechless, "That's because I'm a psychiatrist and I was there in your past. I didn't investigate you." Sam said nonchalantly and asked the waiter for another coffee.
"What do you mean by you were there in my past?" Sky couldn't understand what he meant.
"Were you appointed when dad met me the first time?" Sky asked another question.
"No, once you said you chose to protect me not another way around, what do you mean by that?" Sky asked one more and looked at him.
Sam shook his head resignedly and smiled. But before he could talk, A voice heard behind him. "Ms.Sky"
