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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
She rushed to explain. He had found her online months earlier. She hadn’t responded at first. She had ignored messages, doubted motives. But he persisted. He apologized. He said he hadn’t known how to find us before.
I asked her one question. “Do you want to go?”
She broke down.
“I don’t know,” she cried. “I feel guilty even thinking about it.”
I reached across the table and took her hands, the same hands I had once steadied on bicycle handlebars.
