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

On a rainy afternoon, Lisa drove to the location clutching the letters in her hand. The rhythmic beat of the windshield wipers mirrored her racing heart. As the rain blurred her view, Lisa’s focus sharpened, knowing that she was on the brink of uncovering a truth that had eluded her for so long. Arriving at an old house, she stopped, staring at her reflection in the rearview mirror. "Here goes nothing," Lisa whispered to herself. Taking one last deep breath, she stepped out into the rain, determination driving her forward.