PART 2: Three weeks after my midnight-blue Versace dress vanished from my closet

he said nothing.

Because he couldn’t.

The affair had been hidden carefully for almost a year, but my father had known long before I did.

The late meetings.
The unexplained trips.
The sudden gifts missing from my closet.

Even the dress.

Especially the dress.

My father noticed everything.

And suddenly I remembered something that once seemed insignificant.

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