Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"Yes, you're not my biological daughter," Jack said. "This all stems from a mistake your mother made years ago."

My heart felt as if it had plunged into an ice-cold abyss, numb and unbearable. The bond I had once believed unbreakable now seemed fragile, so easily shattered in this moment. I shook my head. I tried to wake up from this sudden nightmare. But the reality was cruel. I had no escape.

"Why... why are you telling me this?"

I choked on my words. My eyes were brimming with tears that refused to fall.

Jack sighed. A flicker of faint tenderness crossed his face.

"Because you have the right to know the truth. And I hope you can understand that my harshness and coldness over the years weren't entirely out of malice. I just couldn't accept the reality."

I closed my eyes. The tears fell and soaked my clothes. I had never imagined that my origins hid such a shocking secret.

I felt a deep sense of confusion and loneliness, as though the world had forsaken me. Yet, in the depths of this despair, I felt an unexpected surge of determination.

"That's impossible. How could I not be your daughter? You're lying to me."

one of Jack's schemes. He was trying to guilt me, to paint my mother as

me with such lies, you're wrong. I've witnessed my mother's resilience and selflessness.

My eyes burned with unwavering determination

for a moment. He clearly didn't expect my reaction.

least this way, you can continue living in the fantasy

"Fantasy?"

I knew he was trying to argue, perhaps

my mother and my respect for myself As for you, Jack,

you've done to

lowered his head in silence. When he looked up again, his eyes held a trace of exhaustion and

do you know? I did try to make amends. It's just... It was all too late."

I found his

hurting us, making us struggle in pain? No, I don't need

that, his bitter smile deepened, as if any defense he had left was