The man kept looking at me as if he was seeing a ghost. And I honestly believed that I was looking at him the same way.
This man can’t be related to me?
Can he?
I swallowed hard. I looked just like him. It was almost scary to see, but I still could not believe that this man was supposed to be my father. A million questions rose up in my mind.
Where had he been all this time?
Why didn’t he do anything to stop my mother?
And maybe the most painful question of them all…
Why hadn’t he come looking for me?
The man took a step closer, his mouth still open, looking as if he was in shock from what he was looking at. The Queen pulled the both of us from our dreamy state as she cleared her throat and made us both face her. “Mario, the boy had this dagger with him, I believe this is y
