Author's Note: Hey everyone! First I'd like to apologize for the incredibly long wait. Things have been crazy here. Second I want to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed! I love getting reviews! So thank you. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, too. I hope you like it!
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I woke up the next morning to sunlight streaming through my window. The smell of waffles slipped in under my doorway and I breathed a deep breath taking it all in. Today is going to be a good day, I decided. And then it all came flooding back. I wondered for a while if it was all just a dream. It wasn't. I knew it was true. There was no denying it. Mr. Solomon was my father. I dreaded going to CoveOps class that morning. Seeing him. I was seriously considering just faking sick or skipping when Carrie came up behind me and asked me if I was ready. How could I be ready? But being a spy, I simply lied and we headed off to breakfast.
"Are you feeling okay, Meghan? You're not acting like yourself." Carrie asked, looking at me with concern.
I simply shook my head and said, "I'm fine, I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night." Which was definitely not a lie. I had stayed up half the night running scenarios through my mind of how CoveOps was going to go the next day. Every scenario ended badly.
After C&A Carrie and I headed down to sublevel one. My stomach twisted into knots as I avoided Mr. Solomon's eyes, and took my seat in the front row. I hated that seat more and more as every minute went by.
"Today ladies, we will be learning about lies." He looked right at me then, but I pretended to be completely absorbed with my bracelet. "A spy's life is all about lies…." He then went on with the day's lecture. The whole time I just sat there. I couldn't get over the fact that Mr. Solomon was my dad, but I think the thing that made me really mad was that he didn't tell me.
When class ended I grabbed my stuff and practically ran out of the room, but in the process I tripped, and dropped all of my stuff, scattering it across the floor. I had almost finished picking up all of my books when Mr. Solomon, my father, crouched down next to me and handed me a book that I had forgotten to pick up.
"Thanks." I mumbled, and stood up, making my way to the door, when someone grabbed my arm, pulling me back.
"Meghan, wait." Mr. Solomon said. I turned around and looked him in the eyes. "There's something I have to tell you. I'm just not exactly sure how to say it." I could tell he was struggling, and seeing him like this was kind of weird. "I'm just going to come out and say it. Meghan, I am you're father."
"I know." I said bitterly, which completely threw him for a spin. He looked so utterly confused I felt bad for him. I knew it was time to confess. "I heard you and Mrs. Morgan talking the other day about it."
I could feel tears forming in my eyes and I headed for the door, but something made me stop and turn around. "Just tell me one thing. Why did you keep it a secret for this long? How could you? You lied to me." By then the tears were flowing freely. I was just so mad at him for not telling me all these years. Well, indirectly lied. But still.
"I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you." He said.
"So what was your plan? Just let me go my whole life, never knowing I'd been living a lie? Did you even think this through?" I knew I was screaming at him, but I didn't care.
"Meghan. Just hear me out. I was being selfish and I am so unbelievably sorry. I had no intention to hurt you. I know you're mad at me; you have every right to be. All I'm asking is for you to forgive me and to let me make up for the last 16 years."
"I could never forgive you." And with that I left the room.
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