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I cannot believe that my baby girl is sixteen, where did the time go? It still feels like yesterday when I left Court behind. I was finishing dressing when Ayla came into my room and asked "Mom, can you lend me your black leather jacket, please?" Lord, Ayla looks so much like me when I was a teenager. My height, my body, my hair, and smile, but those beautiful eyes are absolute of her father, also the nose.

"Of course, you can but you better return it if no I won't let you take anything else from that closet ever again," I say with a grin on my lips she just rolled her eyes and walked to my walk-in closet while saying between chuckles, "Mom, you know better than anyone that I always return what I borrow, not like someone else that lives in this house." Well, you see. Ayla is so calm, focused, controlled, and way more disciplined than I was at her age she is so much like Dimitri, but don't get on her wrong side because she can turn in full Hathaway mode. Then I remember, "Ayla, honey can you stop at work after school today? Sam still sick, and Monica won't be available to help out today." "Sure, though, I have Sayokan training but I can stop after that," she said. "That will work, I can thank you enough sweety."

We were finishing breakfast when the doorbell rang. "It must be Vero, Mike, and Alex," Ayla said and went to open the door while I cleaned the dishes. "Dede, what are you doing here? We thought you had left to Court," I heard Ayla said. What is the old man still doing here? I thought to myself. "Well, I could not go without saying goodbye to my gorgeous girls, don't I?" I heard Ayla's laugh for sure Baba did one of his silly expression. When Abe is around his granddaughter you would never guess that the man is the Zmey, then I heard him asking for me.

By that moment I have finished cleaning the dishes, so I walked to them, "Morning old man, what are you still doing here?" I asked. He looked Ayla and me and the say, "I have an excellent idea, but it needs to pass by you two before I make a decision. Torun, do you have a few minutes for a chat?" As if she will ever say no to her grandpa. "Of course, Dede.", she answered him as quick as possible. "What about you, Kizim?" Abe asked. "As if I have another choice", I say laughing and the both of them just rolled their eyes at me.

"I was thinking on stay for a while with my lovely girls, but I want to make sure that is ok. I know Ayla is no use to have a Moroi and Damphirs for a long time near her, and you kizim want to be as far as possible from that world, but I want to be close my ladies. I can run the business from anywhere, and I can travel whenever is needed," said Abe. I can see he was serious about it and have put thought to it, how can I say no to the man that has been there for me and my daughter in so many ways, that helped when I most needed it. Of course, he can do it. I'm shocked it took him this long to made that decision before I could say anything Ayla jumped into her Torun lap like she did when she a little girl. "Yes! Yes! Of course, Dede! Oh my God, this is so exciting; Mom, don't you think is a great idea?" Ayla was rambling with excitement, you would think she had won the lottery or something like that. Well, I guess she did because she loves her Dede so much.

"Of course old man, I will fix the guest room for you," I told him. "Don't mind kizim", Abe started to argue, but I stopped him. "Dad, you bought this house for us, meaning, it's your house too. We have enough rooms for everybody, even your guards. I'm truly happy that you are staying with us. It was about damn time you know!" I said to my father with a grin on my face. If I didn't know better, I would say I saw happy tears in the old man eyes as he hugged his girls. If anyone told me eighteen years ago, that this would be my life now, I would have laughed at his face. However, I'm happy where I'm today, missing Dimitri as hell, but happy.

The day has been mostly dull after this morning's event. Work is, as usual, people come and go for their photo session. Did I tell you that I own a photo studio? Yes, Rose Hathaway or, better know as Rose Mazur is a professional photographer. If it had been for Abe, I would never have worked in my life again, but I wanted to do something for Ayla and myself. No, I needed to do something for Ayla and myself. After Ayla was born, I spent most of her early years taking photos of her and her friends. It became a hobby while worked as a personal trainer. However, that job brought too many memories that I no wanted to remember back then, and with the help of Abe, I registered in college where I obtained my Bachelor of Arts, and now I am the owner of Roza, my gallery and photo studio.

The day could have been entirely dull if it was not for the unexpected phone call from Lissa. "If I don't call you I would know nothing about you Rose," ladies, and gentlemen I present you my best friend, the drama of the year, Princess Vasilissa. "Oh, come on. Liss, do not exaggerate we talked a few weeks ago," I told her, but to be true has been about six months since the last time we talk. As I mentioned before we still in contact, but not frequent. I have my life, she has her, end of history.

"Few weeks! Few weeks, are you fucking kidding me, Rosemarie Hathaway!" Oh boy, she is pissed. "It has been six months since the last time we talk, and 3 years since any of us have seen you", she yelled at me. "Liss, you know I'm busy, but it doesn't mean that you mean less to me." "I know. I know, but Rose it been years since I have seen you. Things are different now you should come back to court." "Lissa, we have already had this conversation, and the answer still NO. I won't return to court, I have my life here in Turkey, as one of the old man guardians. I miss you, you know that, but I'm not coming back. I may stop by the next time the old man travel, ok?" "You say that all the time and then Abe is on Court, but you come and he always has an excuse for you absent." I could hear the frustration in her voice. "I promise Liss, next time the old man decides to go to Court I will be there," I told her, and this time I mean it, if not she for sure will come for me or something, I can felt it in the bond, It's been years since I feel it this way. "Sorry, Liss, I gotta go, I will call you soon I promise," I told her before ending the call as I saw Ayla and her friend outside the studio.

DPOV

"Wait, Rose. I want to ask you... She hangs up on me", said the princess with frustration and disbelief because Roza ended the call. Since we landed, the princess has been obsessed with Roza. Ahh, Rose would love to be here. Rose always wanted to go to a tropical place. Rose this, Rose that, until the moment she makes the phone call. I know how much the princess have missed Roza and I can't do anything more than feeling guilty about it. She left because of me, I should have told her how I truly felt about her, and that magical night, but NO, I push her even more.

I have not seen my Roza since Janine funeral. After that Tasha came with the news that she was pregnant with our child and we got married. However, I never stopped been the princess guard, I owned that and so much more to my Roza that I could not ask for a reassignment even to be Tasha's guardian. Tasha was never happy about it, and that was one of our many flights and reason for our failed marriage. However, I never told her that, what she knew was that I didn't reassign because I owned the princess that much and I made a promise. To prevent any conflict with Tasha since hated my Roza so much because I never loved her as much as I love Roza, every time we know Roza was coming to court we traveled to the academy to visit Ivan and prevent a fight with Tasha another reason for our failed marriage. I try, I honestly try, but it was in vain. We got tired of always been fighting, and ended divorcing eight years ago. We have a thirteen years son, Dimitri Ivan Belikov he is a mini-me with her mother's eyes and raven hair.

For the well-being of Ivan we still friends and co-parenting and the reason why we are on this vacation in addition to being Lissa's guardian. The princess organizes it for mother's day weekend. I should not be surprised, but I'm. Lissa took it to another level, a two weeks level to be exact. We are on a tropical island were her twins wanted to bring her as a present, but if you ask me the truth this is more for the kids than the mothers. "Liss calm down, you know Hathaway. Yes, she would have loved it here, but she makes the choice to move to Turkey and stay there. There is nothing that any of us could do to convince her," Christian said. At that sentences, the princess looked at me and shook her head. "I know, I know, I just miss her so much and that girl didn't make it easy, she looked so much like Rose," Lissa said. I can't deny that the girl was a mirror picture of my Roza. Same body, same hair, same smile, but those eyes and nose were not hers, so definitely it was not my Roza or have to do anything with her. "Come, Lissa, let go to the mall and so some shopping. It will help you get your head busy from that blo... Rose", I heard Tasha said and shopping we went.