He said it gently, not like a demand but like a father who genuinely wanted his child included. I won’t lie… I didn’t want to do it.
But when I looked at Sophie that night coloring on the floor, I knew I couldn’t say no.
She loved her dad with the pure, uncomplicated love that kids have, and she’d been talking about his wedding like it was a celebration she was part of.
“I’ll bring her after the ceremony,” I told Eric firmly. “We’ll stay for a short time, take photos, and then we’ll leave. No drama, no lingering.”
“Thank you,” he said serenely.
“That’s all I’m asking for.”
I agreed for Sophie’s sake and truly believed it would be simple.
Little did I know that the decision would haunt me within hours.
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