The moment I got off the plane, the familiar scent made me feel incredibly at ease. The resentment I had built up seemed to vanish with the breeze of my hometown.As I looked at the familiar streets, my eyes began to well up. It felt good to be back home.I took a cab to the old house Mom had left behind. No one had lived there for a long time, but the interior was still exactly the same as when she was alive. With neither my parents nor I living there, the place felt quiet and empty.I had once brought Josephine here because I wanted her to see where I grew up, but she complained it was too worn down and deserted, refusing to stay long. Even so, I still felt more of a sense of belonging here than in Dad's new house.After Mom passed away, Dad brought my stepmom, Madeline Brooks, and my stepbrother, Daniel, back home. Not long after, Dad and Madeline had a daughter.From then on, the small family I had with Dad turned into a family of five. He was no longer just my dad, and his ho
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