Sophie looked at him with those big, wounded eyes.
“Daddy, does your new wife not like me?”
Eric’s face crumpled, and he pulled her into the tightest hug. “No, sweetheart. What happened today was wrong, and it should never have happened.
You’re my family. You’ll always be my family.”
“She said I’m not her family,” Sophie whispered.
“Then she was wrong,” Eric said firmly. “And I’m going to make sure nothing like that ever happens to you again.
I promise.”
I stood in the doorway watching them, and for the first time that day, I felt like Sophie would actually be okay. Later that night after Eric left and my daughter was asleep, I sat alone in the quiet darkness and realized something important.
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