“Lily, I’m not just your brother. I’m your father.”Shock coursed through me as I read how, at fifteen, he had fathered me but was forced by our parents to play the role of my sibling. He had loved me from afar, never able to claim the title he longed for,

The next morning, I confronted my parents. Their justification? They thought it was best. But all I felt was betrayal.I left, my world turned upside down. That night, I reread Eric’s letter, placing it in a frame on my bookshelf. He may not have told me in life, but now, I finally knew. He was my father. And that truth would always stay with me.