"Dad, then see you tomorrow."
"Yeah. Reyna. You sleep well too."
That first night, we parted ways after just exchanging such simple greetings.
After she went to sleep, I found myself bursting into laughter several times towards the empty space.
For someone like me, who hadn't even experienced mediocre dating, giving paternal advice to someone was bewildering.
Moreover, Reyna's appearance now was like someone in her mid to late twenties, just like me in reality.
There wasn't much of an age gap to speak of between us, to the point where our relationship couldn't be considered father-daughter.
Considering her appearance seemed more mature than her age, the age difference narrowed even further.
To pretend to be in a father-daughter relationship with her.
It was an embarrassingly awkward situation, but still, I had to accommodate her request.
