A Tragic Love Story
Estelle separated herself from the man, looking at him like she had seen a ghost. She couldn't believe her own ears, surely she had been mistaken. He had said... He had said he was her father... Dumbfounded as she was, she walked in slow steps until she reached the couch, sitting down in it abruptly. The shock was so big, she wasn't sure how she still remembered how to breathe. Estelle shook her head as if she wanted to shake the possibility away from entering her mind. There was no way, absolutely no way that what this strange man was saying was the truth. Then why did he look at her like that? Never once her father ― Robert, she thought of him now ― had seen her with that much affection in his eyes. On the contrary, he was usually disappointed at her for mistakes Estelle didn't even
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