My name is Sarah. My mom died in a car accident when I was two, and my dad left us. My grandparents raised me. Thanks to them, I graduated from high school and got into a great college.
On graduation day, I was excited to make my grandparents proud. Suddenly, a man called my name. He introduced himself as my father. Shocked, I confronted my grandparents. They admitted to keeping him away, believing he wasn’t good for me.
Later, I met my father, who revealed he needed money for my half-brother’s treatment. Confused, I confronted my grandparents. They told me my father had a troubled past with addiction and caused my mother’s accident. We researched online and found my father’s new family. His son was healthy, revealing his lie.
Apologizing to my grandparents, I realized their love and protection. The next day, my father asked for money again, but I refused, knowing the truth. He reacted angrily, and I told him I was done with his lies. I walked away, grateful for my grandparents’ unwavering support.
