“Are you serious?”
“Wow…”
And then, behind me, a woman hissed just loud enough—
“Just like his mother.”
It hit like a slap.
For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.
I wanted to disappear.
To go back in time.
To somehow erase every mistake that had led us here.
But Adrian didn’t stop.
He didn’t look down.
He didn’t hesitate.
He walked up those steps, one steady step at a time, holding his daughter like she belonged exactly where she was.
He accepted his diploma.
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