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Chapter 12 - My Father Came Home After Twenty Years—But the Hardest Part Was Learning How to Be His Daughter AgainRebuilding our relationship wasn't easy.

He had missed birthdays.

School plays.

Every ordinary moment.

We couldn't recover that.

But we could create new ones.

We cooked.

Talked.

Worked.

Argued.

Sometimes I hated him for leaving.

Sometimes I understood why.

He never defended himself.

He simply said:

"I wish I had found another way."

That helped.

Dominic became part of our lives.

Not as my employer.

Not as the billionaire.

As family.

My father teased him.

Dominic pretended to hate it.

I laughed.

For the first time, my life felt normal.

Almost.

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Because the world still knew my name.

But now I could use it on my own terms.

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