Daniel’s POVI sat alone in my study with the envelope resting on the desk in front of me. The wax seal was still unbroken, but I had already spent almost an hour staring at it. My father had been dead for months, yet somehow he had found a way to make me feel like a child again, waiting for his approval. I finally reached for the envelope and broke the seal.The paper inside was thick and expensive, just like everything my father touched. His handwriting filled the first page, neat and controlled, but the words beneath it were nothing like the man I remembered. I read the first line twice before I could continue.“Daniel, if you are reading this, then I am no longer here to explain myself.”I leaned back slowly and kept reading.“I know you may hate me. You have every reason to. For most of your life, I told myself that everything I did wa
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