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The thing is… if I ever found my father and his new family, me showing up in their life, the life I never knew they had, the life I would crave for myself—I would most likely ruin it.
So I turned off my phone, asked for the check and went about my regular life, in which my father does not exist and my stepsisters—whoever and wherever they are—will remain unknown to me.
C’est la vie. ***
Rachel Diercie is an undergraduate student at the University of Indonesia.
