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The room was silent, save for the steady hum of the machines monitoring Dad’s vitals. I sat on the chair beside his bed, my hands clasped tightly in my lap. My brothers had left an hour ago to pack up our things since we were moving out. It was just Dad and me now, and I knew I needed to take this opportunity to ask the questions that had haunted me for years.

"Dad," I began softly, breaking the silence.

He turned his head to look at me, his expression tender despite the weariness etched into his features. "What is it, love?"

I hesitated, the words catching in my throat. Finally, I took a deep breath and said, "I want to ask you about something that’s been on my mind for a long time."

His brows furrowed slightly, but he nodded for me to continue.

"The day I was kidnapped," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "When Zake was taken from me, and you came to rescue him… why was I kidnapped in the first place?"

Dad’s expression darkened at the mention of that day.

"The man who took me," I
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