The Package That Changed Everything
I never expected to find a positive pregnancy test in a package addressed to my father. And I definitely didn’t expect a romantic note inside, signed with a teasing “darling.”
Was my father having an affair?
For as long as I could remember, my parents had the perfect marriage—corny jokes, kitchen dance parties, and endless declarations of love. But now? I wasn’t sure what to believe.
A Shocking Discovery
My dad was visiting the city for work, and I was thrilled to meet him at his hotel. We caught up, laughed like always—until a knock at the door interrupted us.
“Can you grab that for me?” Dad called from the bathroom.
I signed for the small brown package, opened it without thinking—then froze.
A positive pregnancy test. A romantic note. Addressed to my dad.
My head spun. Had I just uncovered his secret life?
The Truth Revealed
I kept my cool, hiding the shock when he emerged. But when I saw the note’s time and location—*Café *** at 7 p.m.*—I knew I had to see for myself.
That evening, I arrived early, hiding in a corner. My dad strolled in confidently, a bouquet of roses in hand.
My heart sank.
Then, the door chimed.
A woman stepped inside.
I knew her.
It was my mother.
More Love Than I Could Have Imagined
She gasped when she saw him. He lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. Within seconds, they were in each other’s arms, laughing like teenagers.
Then, he bent down and kissed her stomach.
That’s when I noticed the slight bump beneath her dress.
My mother was pregnant.
The Best Story at the Baby Shower
Six months later, at my mom’s baby shower, I stood in front of a room full of friends and family.
“I have a story to tell.”
I hit play on a video—my dad kissing my mom’s belly, their whispered laughter.
Then, I confessed how I had stalked my own father, convinced he was cheating.
Laughter erupted. My mom swatted my arm.
“Amelia!” she scolded, grinning. “You thought your father was cheating?”
“I panicked!” I defended. “It’s not every day you find a pregnancy test addressed to your dad!”
More laughter.
As I looked at my parents—who still looked at each other like they were falling in love for the first time—I knew this was a story we’d be telling for years.