Kate, my wife, who\u2019d been gone for six years now, wouldn\u2019t have kept something like this from me. She loved me. She wouldn\u2019t have cheated on me.<\/p>\n
Would she?<\/p>\n
I felt sick to my stomach. The note wasn\u2019t just some random thing. It felt targeted. Like someone knew exactly how to hurt me, using Lily to get to me. But who? And why?<\/p>\n
I wanted to confront Lily right then and demand answers.<\/p>\n
But something stopped me. I couldn\u2019t do that to her, not yet.<\/p>\n
The note said to meet on the last Monday of September, which was in two days. I needed to know who was behind this.<\/p>\n
Two days later, I was sitting in my car, watching the school. I hated doing this; following my daughter like some kind of detective, but I had no choice. I needed to know what was going on.<\/p>\n
I watched as Lily walked slowly to the back fence of the school, her shoulders tense, like she knew this wasn\u2019t right. And then I saw him: a tall guy, slouching a little, standing by the fence. It took me a second, but when I realized who it was, my blood ran cold.<\/p>\n
Jeff. A guy I knew from work. He\u2019d always been quiet and kept to himself, but I never thought much about it.<\/p>\n
Until now.<\/p>\n
Lily hesitated for a moment before walking up to him. I cracked the window, just enough to hear their voices.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou came,\u201d Jeff said, his voice low and almost too calm. \u201cI wasn\u2019t sure you would.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lily didn\u2019t respond, but I could see her fidgeting with the straps of her backpack. She was nervous. I could feel it from where I was sitting.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know this is a lot,\u201d Jeff continued, his voice gentle in a way that made my skin crawl. \u201cBut your mom wanted you to know the truth. She didn\u2019t want to hurt you. Or\u2026 him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t just sit there anymore. I pushed the car door open and stormed toward them, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might explode. \u201cWhat the hell is going on here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeff flinched, his face tightening for a second before he composed himself. \u201cTrent. I was hoping we could talk about this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTalk?\u201d My voice shook with rage. \u201cYou think you can just show up and tell my daughter you\u2019re her father?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeff glanced at Lily, who looked more confused than I\u2019d ever seen her, and then back at me. \u201cShe deserves to know. Kate and I\u2026 we had something. Lily is my daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t believe what I was hearing. My hands clenched into fists, my whole body shaking with disbelief. \u201cNo. You\u2019re lying. Kate wouldn\u2019t do that to me. She wouldn\u2019t keep that from me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t want to hurt you, Trent.\u201d Jeff\u2019s voice was so calm, so sure of himself. \u201cShe thought it was for the best.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned to Lily, my heart breaking at the look on her face: wide-eyed and terrified. \u201cLily, don\u2019t listen to him. He\u2019s lying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lily\u2019s voice was barely a whisper, but it cut through me like a knife. \u201cIs it true? Dad\u2026 is it true?\u201d<\/p>\n
I dropped to my knees in front of her, my hands resting on her arms. \u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter what anyone says. I\u2019m your dad. I\u2019ve been there every day of your life. That\u2019s what makes me your father. Nothing else.\u201d<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t say anything, just stared at me, her lip quivering. I could feel her shaking beneath my hands, and it killed me to see her like that. I turned back to Jeff, my rage flaring again.<\/p>\n
\u201cGet out of here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeff sighed, looking almost sad. \u201cI know this is hard, but I\u2019m not going anywhere. She deserves to know the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re not her father,\u201d I growled, barely holding back my anger. \u201cYou never will be.\u201d<\/p>\n
Jeff gave me one last pitying look before turning and walking away. I wanted to chase him, to demand answers, but Lily\u2019s small sob pulled me back.<\/p>\n
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her as tightly as I could. I wouldn\u2019t let anyone hurt her. Not ever.<\/p>\n
That night, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with thoughts I didn\u2019t want to have. Could it be true? Could Kate have hidden something like that from me?<\/p>\n
I thought about every moment we\u2019d shared, every laugh, every conversation. Nothing made sense anymore.<\/p>\n
The next day, I started digging into Jeff\u2019s past. I couldn\u2019t just sit around waiting for answers. I needed to know the truth.<\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t take long to find out that Jeff had been fired from our company a month ago for lying on his r\u00e9sum\u00e9.<\/p>\n
He had a history of manipulation, of using people to get what he wanted. The relief I felt was overwhelming. He\u2019d lied about everything.<\/p>\n
A few nights later, Lily and I were sitting on the couch, watching some show that neither of us were really paying attention to. I knew I had to talk to her. She deserved to know the truth.<\/p>\n
\u201cLily,\u201d I said softly, \u201cwe need to talk about Jeff.\u201d<\/p>\n
She tensed, curling a little closer to me, but she didn\u2019t say anything.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe lied to you, kiddo. About everything. Jeff is not your real dad. He\u2019s just\u2026 sick. He was trying to hurt us.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lily looked up at me, her eyes wide and scared. \u201cBut\u2026 what if it\u2019s true?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t matter what he said,\u201d I told her, pulling her closer. \u201cI\u2019m your dad. I\u2019ve always been your dad, and nothing will ever change that.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at me for a long moment, her lip trembling, and then she nodded. \u201cI love you, Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI love you too, kiddo. Always.\u201d<\/p>\n
A few days later, I got a call from the police. Jeff had been arrested for stalking another family. Turns out, the guy had a history of lying and manipulating people. It was over. I hung up the phone, feeling like I could finally breathe again.<\/p>\n
Lily was at the kitchen table, drawing quietly. I walked over and kissed the top of her head. We were going to be okay.<\/p>\n
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