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

One day, while cleaning the attic, Lisa stumbled upon an old family photo album, its dust-covered cover hiding a world of memories long forgotten. She sat down on an old trunk, hands trembling slightly, and opened the album. Pictures from her childhood, moments she barely remembered, suddenly resurfaced with vivid emotions. Each photo seemed to capture a fragment of her past that now felt significant. Flipping through these pages would soon change her entire understanding of her family history forever.