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

After what felt like an eternity of waiting, the investigator finally reported back with an address. "I’ve found her," he said, handing Lisa a slip of paper. Her hands trembled as she took it, her heart pounding with anticipation and fear. Every possible outcome flashed in her mind—what would Celeste be like? Would she have the answers Lisa so desperately needed, or would this meeting only lead to more questions? Clutching the address tightly, she prepared herself for the confrontation that awaited.