A heart attack, everyone said.
He had spent his final months withdrawn and terrified.
He sold his business.
Stopped answering friends.
One night, I found him sitting in the dark with every curtain closed.
He told me he had made a mistake.
I assumed he meant the affair my mother had discovered years earlier.
Don’t miss
Victor watched the truth reach me.
“Your father was one of our first clients.”
“No.”
“He was recorded with a woman who worked for a competitor.”
Mark stepped toward me.
“Lena, I didn’t know he was your father when I copied the files.”
“But you knew later.”
His face collapsed.
“I found out after our second date.”
I could barely breathe.
