I Was Never My Dad’s Favorite. 25 Years Later, I Finally Learned The Heartbreaking Reason Why

Unable to stop thinking about the letters and the woman named Celeste, Lisa knew she had to find out more about this mysterious figure from her father’s past. She carefully copied the letters, hoping to find more clues that might lead her to the truth. The name "Celeste" echoed in her mind, raising more questions than answers. Each letter she copied increased her curiosity and sense of urgency. "Who are you, Celeste?" Lisa whispered to herself as the copier’s hum filled the room, the sound almost comforting in its monotony.