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"But how could you, Dad?" I said, tears gathering in my eyes.
"How could I what?" he asked, confused.
"How could you live your life like that? With such high morals ... when you're not even that moral!" I confronted him for the first time in my life.
"But you're not really my daughter!" Those were the only words he had left to defend himself.
"But I am." I met his eyes in defiance.
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Mi Hjia ( My Daughter )
Luka Modrić
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