He was right—I was brought up with the Tanners. As a kid, I was treated like a princess by my father. Those memories had become so vague that I could barely remember them. Our family of three had once been so happy.
“Dad, didn't you disown me? It was even published in the papers. Everyone in Avenport knows. I'm only the firstborn of the Tanner family by name.” Steadily, I lifted the cup of coffee to my lips and sipped. The bitterness suited the atmosphere of the moment.
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