you.”

I laughed bitterly.

Part of me wanted to say she had nothing to complain about.

She’d had the father I’d spent my childhood waiting for.

But looking at her, I knew it wasn’t that simple.

“I knew he loved me,” Caroline continued. “But sometimes I felt like I was not enough.”

I sat beside her.

For the first time, neither of us had anything to defend.

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