The Revelation

Abigail's POV

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"If you had bothered to ask me about what happened five years ago then maybe we wouldn't be having this conversation today" I said with tears in my eyes, wiping them away with a napkin that was placed on the table neatly.

"I'm sorry, I failed as a father."

Suddenly, tears brimmed in my eyes, overflowing and flowing down my cheeks. In a desperate attempt to hide my vulnerability, I brought my palms up to cover my face, my shoulders curling inward as if to shield myself from the world.

I didn't want him to think that I was his pathetic daughter.

Finally finding the courage, I said, "Henry was the man I slept with five years ago." The words flowed out of me, a rush of relief washing over me as years of secrecy were lifted from my shoulders.

My father’s eyes were also damp with tears as he responded, "I'm so sorry, Abigail. I failed you." His voice shook as he spoke, causing his shoulders to sag in defeat. Indeed men do cry, I tried to tell myself that it wasn't his fa