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Courtney POV. I can’t believe him. I really can’t. It should hurt that he will never accept that the woman he raised is not his child. But it doesn’t. If I’m being totally honest, I don’t really know him. Even so, I am his flesh and blood. Yet, he is more concerned with the imposter than his actual daughter. I’m not completely heartless. I don’t know how he is feeling that he now knows the truth, however; he has made his bed, and he has to lie in it. I won’t be sugarcoating or pussyfooting around him just because he has learnt the truth. Besides, he was shot because of Chloe, or did that little fact simply slip his mind? Either way, I’m done. He slapped me and never in my life have I been slapped, especially by my parent. Momma never raised a hand to me, sure I bet she would have loved