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We’re not fixed. Not yet. Trust doesn’t snap back into place like a rubber band. But he’s holding Lily again. He’s saying “Daddy” like it means something.
And as for me?
I learned something painful and important: sometimes, the truth exists—but fear is louder. And love, real love, is tested not by doubt—but by what you do after the doubt is proven wrong.
Note: This story is a work of fiction inspired by real events. Names, characters, and details have been altered. Any resemblance is coincidental. The author and publisher disclaim accuracy, liability, and responsibility for interpretations or reliance. All images are for illustration purposes only.
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