My wife and I had argued that morning. Words sharper than knives had filled the kitchen, and I left for work with the bitter taste of pride in my mouth.When I returned home, my little boy ran to me, his eyes wide and uncertain.“Dad,” he said quietly, “Mom said you’re not my father… and she’s…
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