The evening before the wedding, the house was quiet. I sat by the window, lost in thought, watching the moon cast a soft glow across the garden. My heart was full of love, of healing, but also of old wounds that had never fully closed. Then suddenly, a soft knock came at the door. “Come in,” I said gently. To my surprise, it was my father and Vivian standing behind him with her head bowed low. My breath caught, Dad looked older than I remembered, his once proud shoulders slightly bent, his eyes filled with something I hadn’t seen in years, guilt. He walked in slowly. “Riley ” he began, voice shaking, “I haven’t been a good father to you. I failed you. I let love blind me and allowed you to be hurt in your own home. Vivian stepped forward, her face pale, tears already running down her cheeks. “I was jealous, bitter and I wanted everything and forgot you were my sister. I was wrong, Riley. I did terrible things to you and I’m sorry.I stood there, silent. For a moment, the room felt fro
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