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“I loved you more than anything. I hope one day you understand why I did what I did. I’m sorry I didn’t have the courage to tell you while I was still alive.”
I sat there long after I finished reading.
The house was silent.
Too silent.
Every memory I had of him suddenly felt like it had a second meaning I had never noticed before. Every moment of care now carried a shadow I couldn’t fully see yet.
And for the first time in my life, I realized something terrifying:
The man who raised me… might have known far more about my past than he ever let on.
And now, I was left alone with the truth he waited until death to tell.