And it's confirmed that Lillian is my daughter.The words spun around in my head like a violent storm refusing to settle. My knees gave out before I even realized I was falling, the cold marble floor meeting me with a dull thud. I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I just sat there—numb, paralyzed, heart cracking in places I never knew existed.Rafi dropped to my side in an instant. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, her voice trembling.“Lyra, are you okay? Please talk to me.”But I couldn’t answer. My throat burned like I’d swallowed fire, but the words wouldn’t come. They were trapped—buried somewhere beneath the memories that had begun to crawl back, memories I’d locked away for so long. I didn’t even look at Rafi. I couldn’t. My eyes were fixed…on Lillian.She sat just a few feet away, legs swinging freely from the edge of the hospital chair, completely unaware of the earthquake that had just ruptured my world. Her small fingers gripped Rafi’s phone, her face alight with the cartoon
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