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"But...how....why didn't you tell us, this is all so crazy" Reneé said, words jumbling together.

"I wanted to...Reneé please, let's sit down, we need to talk"

He led her back into the corridor, sighing while sitting down.

"Noah was diagnosed with cancer when he was barely an year old. Clarice and I were devastated. I wanted you and Nathan to meet him, I showed him your pictures and made sure he knew he had siblings, but I never had the guts to meet you guys, it'd only complicate things and make matters worse. But the cost of treatments kept getting higher and higher, I had to sell the house, and it was hard. It was the only place I had which reminded me of you all. Anyway, that day, when I came, I came to ask for money, yes. But it wasn't for any materialistic pleasure, my daughter, it was for Noah. My friends won't give me loans, the bank refused. Ah! I had to do some things I'm not proud of. But Clarice stood with me through it all. It was all really hard on her, with Noah being sick and everything. Now how did you meet Noah?"

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