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“Oh my God,” she laughed softly, stepping back. “I’ve been dying to meet you.”
Greg pressed a hand to his face. “Elaine, please. Let me explain.”
My head spun. “You’re not answering the important question.”
Greg took a breath so deep his shoulders shook. “Elaine… she’s my daughter.”
The room went silent.
I looked at the young woman again, really looked this time—the familiar eyes, the smile that mirrored Greg’s in a way I couldn’t unsee now.
“My name’s Sophie,” she said gently. “I didn’t know about Dad until a few months ago.”
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