My Stepdaughter Locked Me out of the House – Then I Found Out Why

I came home to find my suitcase on the porch. The note was in my stepdaughter’s handwriting: “I packed your things. You’re not allowed in the house anymore.” After 11 years of raising her, this was how it ended.

She sent me an address. I showed up expecting the worst. I got something else.

I never planned on becoming a stepmom.

When I met Daniel, he came with a seven-year-old daughter named Lily.

She was quiet and watchful. The kind of kid who observed everything before deciding if it was safe to speak.

Her biological mother was still alive somewhere, technically, but she’d disappeared years before. She’d left Daniel for someone with more money and better looks.

I never tried to replace Lily’s mother.

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