MARKDisbelief washed over me. I didn’t go there looking for him, I went there trying to see where my mother grew up. Seeing him wasn’t the goal, I didn’t need a father. I already had one. Yes, I did want to see him, but I wanted no relationship with him. and there he was, saying the most cruel and degrading things a person could say about another. I studied his face, looking for something that connected us. Beside the cunning look, the nose and the arrogance like I used to have. There was nothing special about him. I couldn’t deny the resemblance between us. It was there and we didn’t need blood to tell we were related. Looking at the smirk on his face.I realized how lucky I had been to be raised by my father. I didn’t know what kind of monster I would have become if I was raised by the monster in front of me. “It’s a shame, in this life, we don’t always get what we want.” still with a smile on his face. He straightened.“Unfortunately,” he glanced at me. “If that weren’t the case
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