Chapter 15

Vicky’s POV

[A few days later]

Okay. A little help would be nice right now.

How do you explain to your 15-year-old daughter that her father was actually alive and even in the same town as you two are living in?

I guess there is no instruction or even a nice way. You just need to pull off the band-aid.

Let’s do this.

“Sidney! Honey! Can you please come here for a moment?”

When I say my hands were sweating and shaking like a leaf in the wind I am not exaggerating at all.

Sidney was pretty much the perfect child. Well except for her stubborn moments, I guess. But mostly she doesn’t argue with me, she does what she’s told to do, and does well in school. I’ve never even been called to school for any kind of problem.

But I guess we could describe this news as a bomb being thrown at her already unstable life.

But she deserved to know the truth and have a chance to choose whether she wanted to meet her fathers and have a relationsh