39 #I don't wantto hide

"Wait a minute. Does that mean you don't know who your father was before that day?" Jason asked, his voice filled with curiosity and confusion. He leaned in closer, eager to uncover the truth behind this revelation.

I shook my head in response, a mixture of sadness and frustration crossing my face. "No, I don't. It's always been a mystery to me, and it's something that has haunted me for years," I admitted, my voice filled with a tinge of longing. "And that day was the first time my mom spoke about him. She never mentioned his name or anything about him until then. It was like a floodgate of emotions, and unanswered questions opened up in that moment."

Jason stopped staring at me and furrowed his brow; his curiosity piqued. "And your mom, that day when we were in the meadows, you said you never knew your mom. What about that?" Jason piqued I paused for a moment, gathering my thoughts, before responding to Jason's question. "I said my mother was a stranger to me because she was always b