I accidentally drop the champagne glass which causes everyone to look at me, but I don't care. All I care about is the man that is in the middle of the stage, the man who I assumed was dead for five years.
"Dad? "
~Victoria's POV
My body trembles in shock as I see my father, who I thought had died many years ago, make his way over to me. In a flash, the gray haired man, who has age exceptionally well, is right in front of me, cupping my face trying to hold back the tears that are threatening to spill.
I can not contain the tears no longer , I fall into my father's warm embrace, immediately inhaling his signature scent. Oh how I have missed this . I pull back to see my father shed a tear, but wipes it away and turns to the crowd who is watching bewilderedly at the scene in front of them.