I didn't come to my senses until Diana left the house.When I first left the orphanage to live with the Grant family, I thought I had finally found a home. But over the years, I realized I would never stand on equal footing with Diana.I studied relentlessly, worked myself to the bone, and fought tooth and nail to build a career. Yet, in Diana's eyes, I remained a mere freeloader living off her family's wealth.I sat alone in the dark living room all night until my phone vibrated. It was Diana. Her tone was completely casual, almost playful, as she spoke. "Pierre, I found your father. He's still alive."A loud, violent ringing exploded in my ears. For a split second, the world went entirely silent."Give me the address," I said eagerly, clutching my phone.I was terrified she was playing a cruel trick. For 25 years, I had never stopped searching for my father. Even knowing the severity of his mental illness, I desperately wanted to see him one more time—to lay eyes on the only bl
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