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I Raised My Late Partner’s Daughter as My Own. Ten Years Later, She Said She Was Leaving for Her Biological Father

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I fell deeply in love with Laura. Completely. I bought a ring and hid it in my sock drawer, imagining a future that felt steady and warm.
I sat beside Laura in a hospital room filled with low hums and muted light. She held my hand, her grip gentle but certain. Her eyes, already tired, searched mine with urgency.

“Protect my daughter,” she whispered. “You’re the parent she needs.”
She passed with my hand in hers.
I kept my promise.