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She deserves to know she’s loved by both her parents, even if those parents couldn’t make their marriage work. Even if one of them made choices that burned everything to the ground.
I’m not sure what the future holds for me. I don’t know if I’ll ever trust someone like that again, if I’ll ever let my guard down enough to fall in love.
But I know this much: I’ll protect my daughter with everything I have. She’ll never doubt that she comes first.
She’ll never wonder whether she’s important enough.
And if you’re reading this and thinking it could never happen to you? That your marriage is different, stronger, and immune to this kind of betrayal? Think again.
Pay attention to the small things. Ask questions when something feels off. Trust your instincts.
Because sometimes the people we trust most, the ones we share our beds and our lives with, are the ones hiding the biggest secrets.
What would you do if your five-year-old casually mentioned someone you’d never heard of? Would you brush it off as kid confusion, or would you dig deeper? Would you trust your gut, or would you tell yourself you’re being paranoid?
I’m glad I trusted mine and followed through.
Because if I hadn’t, who knows how long it would’ve gone on? How much deeper the lies would’ve gotten?
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