Chapter 12: Conner's P.O.V.

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I walked into Leigh's house and it was silent.

"Leigh?" I yell.

"Conner. He didn't die." I hear as I walk up the steps.

"Who didn't die?" I asked confused.

"Hello son." I heard a voice from behind me.

"Dad?" I thought I was for sure I was dreaming.

"Conner. I am sorry for leaving." He tells me.

I turned around to face him.

He looks just like me.

"I thought you died. I watched you die. How are you here?" I asked.

"Who you watched died wasn't me. It was your uncle. He looked just like me. I made it seem like I died, but it was your uncle."

I couldn't believe him. This wasn't real.

But maybe I wanted it to be real. I wanted my dad back.

"Why?" I asked, heartbroken but relieved.

"I didn't want to watch you grow up, I didn't want you to grow up. But I'm here now. And I'm going to stay until the day I die."

"Dad, is it really you?" It seemed like a dream to me.

"Yes son." He reached out and hugged me.

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