The man Mom and I loved to the core tore our hearts apart and abandoned us when I was 13. Ten years later, I pulled over for a hitchhiker, only to see my dad with a little girl by his side. The scars never faded. Will this new encounter heal them or deepen the wound?The day my dad left, the world lost its color. I remember standing in our driveway, watching his car disappear around the corner. The rubber of his tires on the asphalt made a sound I’ll never forget, like hope being slowly crushed…”Dad!” I screamed, running after him. “Dad, come back!” But he didn’t. He just… left. No explanation, no goodbye. Just gone. I turned to look at my mom, Crystal. She stood in the doorway, her face brimming with shock and disbelief.