Seconds ticked by. Yet, Winston continued to stare blankly into Alyssa's reddened eyes. Confusion and shock were evident on his face, but the tender affection once etched into his very being was nowhere to be found."Who… are you?" he asked. In that instant, Alyssa's world went dark. Her vision swam, her mind spinning violently. She refused to believe it. She refused to accept that her father, the man who had loved her most in this world, had forgotten her.Her composure was shattered completely. She grabbed Winston by the shoulders and shook him frantically, as though he were a malfunctioning electronic device at home—desperate to jolt his memories awake."Dad, I'm Alyssa… I'm your favorite Lyse! Take a good look at me… How could you forget me?" "My dear… Stop shaking… me… I feel sick…" Winston stammered, discomfort twisting his features. Everyone rushed forward at once. Jonah wrapped his long arms around Alyssa's trembling shoulders, pulling her tightly into his embrace. He
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