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“I needed a partner. Not someone who forges my name.”
Helen started talking about sacrifice. About family.
“I put more of my own money into this house than you think,” I said to Mark. “Jenna has the records.”
“You can’t keep my kids from me—”
“If you want to be their father,” I said, stepping closer, “then act like one.
Don’t threaten their stability to please your mother.”
The room went silent. They had no idea I was just getting started.
The first thing that surprised me was how quiet everything became after Mark left.
No raised voices behind closed doors. No footsteps that made me brace without realizing it.
No phone calls whispered in another room.
The kids adjusted faster than I expected. Emma asked questions, of course.
“Is Dad coming back?”
“Are we moving?”
“Did Grandma do something again?”
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