Prologue

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Every night this man came into my room and tucked me into my bed. Every night he took the back of his hand and placed it to my forehead to check my health. And every night, just before kissing my cheek, he told me that he loves me.


This man wasn't my father. He wasn't even related to me by blood. He couldn't be, no blood flowed in my veins... But,... I didn't know that yet.


It will be 10 years before the secret that this man keeped from me, to protect me, is known to me. Simply put, this man died before I was born... no, that's not the right word.


I wasn't born.


Bare with me, this is complicated...

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