CHAPTER TWENTY
ANN’S POV
She looked at me for a few seconds, completely in shock but then she stood up. Several seconds passed by as she paced about, clearly trying to wrap her head around this sudden new piece of news and she only stopped to glance one more time at me before she literally whisper-screamed,” Dad is alive? Like he is still breathing? You said he died when I was two months old,”
“I lied when I said he died when you were two months old but still, he should have been dead last year. For the longest time, I believed he was dead until about a week ago when he paid me a visit at work, “A fresh amount of tears cloud my eyes. I was not one to cry but those horrible memories of that horrible man I once actually fell for, were rushing in my brain. Usually, I was one to hold up a
