The first time Lily mentioned it, I laughed it off.
“Daddy, can we invite my real dad to dinner on Father’s Day?” she asked on the drive home from daycare.
My chest tightened. I forced a laugh, told her she might be confused, but sleep that night didn’t come.
By morning, I knew I needed clarity—but not chaos. I turned it into a “surprise” for Lily: she could invite her real dad to dinner—but it had to be a secret from Mommy.
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