My Amnesia Is Fake, but Their Lies Are Real
At that moment, Anna dashed out from behind Yvonne and grabbed my leg, howling, "Dad! Dad, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have lied to you or pretended you were my uncle! Please don't leave me, Dad! I miss you!"
A child's cries and sobs were always moving. The employees in the studio couldn't help but look at Anna with sympathy.
I lowered my gaze to Anna as she clung to my leg and sobbed her heart out. I had to admit, I was a little moved by her tears. But just a little, though.
I supposed time would heal certain wounds, after all.
I pried her little fingers off my leg, then crouched so I was at her eye level. I said calmly, "I'm not your dad. Calvin is. I've stopped being your dad the moment you ch
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