Arron's POV:

I looked at the man in front me. Mommy said he wasn't our father, but Beryl said he was. Beryl called him "Daddy", so what was I supposed to call him? I thought of "Daddy-Long-Legs", because he was very tall. I always had to raise my head to look at him properly.

When I asked him if he was my father, he looked very surprised. His reaction made me very sad. It was impossible for him to be Beryl's Daddy but not mine, because Beryl was my twin. Mommy was our Mommy, so her Daddy had to be my Daddy, too.

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I looked at him and my heart felt a bit hopeful. "Beryl is my sister. If you're her Daddy, then you're my Daddy also, right?"

The man suddenly laughed. "I saved Beryl, but I'm not her Daddy. The last person she saw before she fell into a coma was me, so she thinks I'm her father. Her memory is a bit muddled. In order not to make her sad, we didn't correct her. We had to help her recover her memory first."

her. Now that I heard it from Beryl's Daddy,

he was very cool and really hoped that he was my father. Plus, I felt like I had seen him before, and I felt comfy when I was in his arms. I

a doctor inside waiting for us. He was an old man with grey hair and a white coat, and that was how I knew he was a doctor. He smiled when he saw me and gave me a mint lollipop made of

I wanted to give

your bruises." The man with the long

up my sleeves and saw many boo-boo's on

tall man saw my arms, he

anymore," I whispered to him, trying to

anything. He just patted my head and said, "It's okay if it hurts. You can tell

bad. I missed Mommy. I

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