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“I used to wear my heart like a banner, pride myself on how deeply I felt. But you know

what? All that emotion was like wearing rose-colored glasses, blinding me to my own

daughter…” He looked at Damien, his face bare with remorse. “Thank you for helping me

realize the harm I caused.” This man, who appeared to be in his fifties, spoke with such

sincerity that Damien couldn’t help but smile. “Cherry would be thrilled if she knew you

felt this way,” he said. “When she found out about last night, she was terrified you would

be hurt. We’re only here because she was afraid you would be upset and wanted to

brighten your day. She truly sees you as family, and if you could see her the same way…

well, I genuinely believe it would mean the world to her.” Beckham nodded eagerly. “I

couldn’t sleep a wink last night. I spent the whole time reflecting on the past five years.

The truth is, I failed as Cherry’s father. I showered Gwenn with love and devoted

everything to her, and what did I get? Lies and betrayal. Maybe, right from the beginning, I

shouldn’t have… shouldn’t have pretended Gwenn was mine.” He stood before Damien,

his shoulders slumped. “Yes, it’s all my fault. Every bit of it.” “Dad, it’s not your fault,”

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Beckham’s voice trailed off, replaced by a clear, choked-up female voice. Both men in the

kitchen spun around, their eyes landing on Cherise. She stood behind Beckham, tears

shimmering as she addressed the older man. “Dad, don’t blame yourself. It’s not your

fault. You were just trying to do the right thing, to continue caring for Gwenn after I

returned. You weren’t wrong about that. And just like me… I could never just replace you

with Uncle Elvis. We share blood, but we’ve been apart for so long. I know it’s difficult. But

it’s not your fault.” Sniffling, Cherise wiped her tears away. “But hearing you blame

yourself like this, it hurts. I’ve always wanted to be closer to you, Dad. But you always

seem so distant…” Cherise sniffled, her eyes watery but her smile brave. “Are you finally

ready to accept me, your farm-raised daughter?” Beckham felt tears prick his own eyes.

“I… I never…” He wanted to say he never rejected her, but the words caught in his throat.

Since the DNA test five years ago, Cherise had been his daughter in his heart. But

somewhere, there was still a difference in how he treated her compared to Gwenn. “From

now on,” he declared, stepping forward and pulling Cherise into a loose hug, “you’re my

only daughter.” (Image) (Image) Now, how could she not cry tears of joy with the weight

lifted? Reаd at Draмanоvels.com (Image) She chirped. “Grandpa wants to do your hair!

Pretty braids, just like mine!”

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