Wait...he got them before her? Grace tore open the envelope. Her heart nearly stopped beating after she read the small piece of paper in front of her. He was her father. "I've been wanting to know who my father was since I was five," she said, sighing. "I'd like to stay...and get to know you better, but I understand if you don't want me around for whatever reason. You don't have time or me being your kid is too much to handle...." She looked down at the floor.
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