"I was... I was married to my father?"
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"Yes," I said softly. "I... I didn't know anything about you until now."
His voice trembled, a mix of curiosity and concern.
"I always wanted to reach out to him, but my grandparents said it might hurt him even more. They said he was angry because he couldn't take care of me. At one point, they told him he needed to distance himself from me for a while. I didn't know what to believe."
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The rawness of his words broke something inside me.
"He loved you," I said quickly. "He took care of you, Lily. He always cared about me. I think he just needed to take it easy on his own terms."
