Unspoken Truth
I pause for a moment, momentarily forgetting my manners, before finally accepting her gesture.
After exchanging pleasantries, we settle down and order coffee for the group. Taking a deep breath, I begin expressing my gratitude for her willingness to meet with me, acknowledging the difficulty of the circumstances. Secondly, I offer a sincere apology for the pain my father inflicted on her, recognizing that she, along with the other girls he harmed, did not deserve any of it. Lastly, I commend her for her strength in bringing him to justice. I disclose that his sickness originated with me when I was fifteen, but as soon as I confided in my mother, we left, never seeing him again. I assured her
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