I pushed the door open and walked in, spotting him slouched on the couch in the room, looking dispirited.

Quietly, I approached him. "Dad."

He lifted his head, and tears welled up in his eyes. "Chloe…”

Seeing him like this tugged at my heartstrings. I understood the pain my adoptive parents had carried and the hardships they had gone through. I believed in their love for me.

My nose tingled. I went over and bent down to him. "Don't be like this, Dad. You and Mom are my parents. If you hadn't risked your lives to bring me out, I wouldn't be here today. Without you, I might not have found Atlas. I might not even be alive."

He grasped my hand and said, "Chloe, bringing you out into this world was the best decision I ever made."

"I know how much you both love me. Throughout these twenty years, you've showered me with warmth and care, giving me a home," I said sincerely.

"Maybe forgetting those past memories is a form of happiness for me," I reassured him.

"I might have lost the mem