Amelia's Perspective"Amelia!" My dad's voice interrupted the tranquility of my room, snapping me out of my thoughts. Rolling onto my side, I sat up, waiting for him to continue."He's here," my father announced, stepping aside to reveal Lucie behind him.Lucie seemed different, vulnerable. His usual confident demeanor was replaced by hesitance, a hint of guilt flickering in his eyes."Baby," he murmured tentatively as he cautiously entered the room, as if expecting me to shut him out.With a sigh, I acknowledged my father with a nod of gratitude as he left us alone. Motioning for Lucie to sit beside me, I observed him closely.Perched on the edge of the bed, Lucie appeared like a child awaiting reprimand, fidgeting nervously with clasped hands."I'm truly sorry, love," he confessed in a low, trembling voice. "I was drunk and upset that night, and... and it happened. I regret it deeply."His words lingered in the air as I studied him, recognizing a newfound sense of guilt in him, a de
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