I Pretended to Be the Daughter of an Elderly Man I Met by Chance – Days Later, His Lawyer Found Me and Said, ‘You Walked Straight Into His Trap’ – Page 12

“I agree.”

We communicated through separate attorneys for the next month.

“And I am not forgiving you.”

He swallowed.

“Then you arrived with coffee, and he became someone I had wanted my entire life.”

“You resented me.”

“Yes.”

I opened Nathan’s letter that night.

“I did not take him from you.”

“I know.”

I glared at him.

He stopped himself.

“No,” he said. “You did not.”

He had raised Eric without warmth.

I opened Nathan’s letter that night.

He admitted he had failed us differently.

He had abandoned me.

He had raised Eric without warmth.

He said he arranged our meeting because he wanted to know whether I could love him before I knew what he had done.

He had asked whether he was convincing.

His regret had become another demand.

Then I reached the final page.

He had asked whether he was convincing.

The answer made me sick.