Dad, Ifan,
Dydw I ddim yn gwybod beth I galw ti, sorri. Rydw I yn ysgrifennu hwn am dau rhesymau. Yr cyntaf, yw I ofyn am help. Rydw I am cael babi. Dydw I ddim wedi priodi a dydi o ddim yn dewis I mynd nôl i'r dyn oeddwn I gyda. Dwi angen symud allan o Llundain am dipyn tan mae hwn wedi cael ei setlo. Dwi'n gwybod dydan ni ddim yn gwybod ein gilydd felly dwi'n deallt os ydach chi ddim yn teimlo fel dach chin gallu. Ond os ydach chi, fydd o yn werth y byd.
Yr ail rheswm I fi ysgrifennu atach chi, yw I gadael ti gwybod fod I newydd derbyn dy lythrennau. Rydw I wedi darganfod fod fy teulu wedi cadw chi ohona i. Os fydda i'n gwybod fod chi yn byw ac yn edrych amdan i, fyddwn j wedi ateb.
Rydw I eisiau nobod chi.
Dy ferch,
Angharad.
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Dad, Ifan,
I'm sorry but I don't know what to call you. I am writing to you for two reasons. The first being that I need your help. I am pregnant, and unmarried. The man that I was with is not an option to go back to sadly. I need to move out of London for a bit until this has died down a bit. I know that we don't know eachover, so I understand if you cannot help me. Although it would mean the world to me.
The second reason I am writing to you, is to let you know that I have only recently received your letters. My family had kept them away from me and not told me about you. If I knew you were alive and looking for me, I would have replied.
I really want to know you.
Your daughter,
Angharad.
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