Brooklynne's POV:
"I will never kill her! Your sick to want to kill your own daughter!" Nash yelled at my father.
"That's where you wrong. Twice." My dad said holding up two fingers and walking over to where I was tied down in the chair.
"You see, the truth is, she's not my daughter." He said almost thrilled to finally say it out loud.
Like it had lifted a dark cloud that was hanging over him all these years.
"What?" I said in shock and looking up at him.
"What are you talking about?" I continued, not wanting to believe that the man I used to love with my whole heart was never my father.
The man I looked up to for so long, the one who took care of me while mom was sick. The one who spoiled me even when my mom told him not to. There's no way that man th
