Father's Love Child, What Is Her Name?

Leonica woke up the next day to the sound of her phone rumbling hard on her bedside stool. She groaned and turned on her side, blindly searching for the vibrating device until she found it. Without looking, she wiped on the answer icon, or at least hoped she did and pressed it to her ear. “Hello?” “Leonica,” Her eyes finally opened at the sound of her father’s voice and she pulled the phone away from her ear for a few seconds to glance at the caller ID. It was Indeed her father. Why was he suddenly calling her? “Father, why are you calling so early in the morning?” She asked, rubbing her eyes to rid the sleepiness, while she glanced at the time. It was just ten minutes past seven, quite early for her to be awake on a Sunday morning. “Come home Leonica, there’s something important we need to discuss.” Benjamin answered, his voice sounding stern. “Something important?” She repeated, her brows knitting together. It was only after a few seconds that something clicked in her head and she re