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"Dad."

Nora Fatehi glanced at her sleeping daughter and stepped out onto the balcony.

Soon, her father's furious voice came through the phone. "You've made a mess of everything, and you don't even call? Do you still consider me your father?"

Nora Fatehi said, "I didn't want to worry you."

Jorah snorted heavily. "If you didn't want to worry me