My Dad Who Left 20 Years Ago Called from His Deathbed for a Final Wish — What He Asked Broke My Heart
Right before bed, I got a text from an unknown number: “ALICE, THIS IS YOUR DAD. I’M IN THE HOSPITAL.”
After twenty years of silence, he suddenly wanted to talk.
When I called back, he told me he was dying—and revealed that my grandfather had paid him to disappear because he wasn’t “good enough.” He admitted he took the money during a dark time, used it to rebuild his life, and secretly watched my milestones from a distance. He begged to see me one last time.
I went to the hospital. He looked fragile, apologized, and gave me a key to a safety deposit box with letters explaining everything. Moments later, he died.
The box held years of letters full of love, regret, and proof he’d saved money for my future. When I confronted my mom, she admitted she knew about the deal and thought it would protect me.
In the end, I used the money to start a scholarship in his name—my way of finding closure and finally making peace with the past.
