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I sigh, fingering my stubbles. “How did father find you?” “It took a long time but he did. He was to travel back to his mother but exceeded his stay making plans to track but all proved futile. He hired too investigators in the country and when he almost lost hope my location was found in a rundown warehouse. He found me lying on the bare crazy floor lifelessly. He took me in his arms and brushed me up. The club was closed down and madame locked up and placed with an attempted murder charge. My life took a positive/different turn. A poor orphan falling in love with a wealthy man felt surreal. I had doubts and still do after the years. I was a stripper, feeding and clothing through dancing and selling my body. He deserves better than he really does but the irony is when people look at me they think He struck gold but I struck gold. I don't deserve his love, his care or affections. I don't deserve you, my son and your other siblings.” her gaze ran across the room in a brief moment
