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On the back, in looping handwriting, was a message telling him that the girl, Audrey, was his daughter—and he had one chance to meet her that very afternoon.
The truth unraveled quickly after that. Callie had concealed the pregnancy, and Audrey had discovered the secret through a casual DNA test. Greg met her that same Christmas Day, recognizing himself in her face before the science confirmed it. The aftermath was painful—legal battles, old wounds resurfacing, and the quiet dismantling of the marriage Greg and I had built. But he didn’t run from Audrey. He showed up for her, day after day, stitching together a relationship he never knew he’d been missing.