“She’s my daughter! Eliza isn’t my mistress, Sandra. She’s my daughter!” Shocked, Sandra stopped and turned around. She noticed the resemblance between Mark and Eliza, understanding the truth.”Please, Sandy,” Mark pleaded, explaining he only recently found out about Eliza.
Sandra’s anger shifted as she saw Eliza sobbing in a chair. “No, Mark, you were a coward,” Sandra said. “What you’ve put me through is bad enough, but the way you’ve treated your child is inexcusable.”Ignoring Mark, Sandra approached Eliza. “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Baker,” Eliza sniffed and averted her gaze.
“I never meant to hurt you or give you a reason to think… to think…I just wanted an opportunity to get to know my father. I never thought it would turn out like this. I begged him to tell you.” “None of this is your fault, Eliza. You did nothing wrong.” Sandra embraced Eliza, who returned the hug with heartfelt sobs. “There, there,” Sandra soothed, stroking Eliza’s hair.
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