After 10 Years Missing, He Returned—But Not for the Reason We Thought
I was finishing my morning coffee when the doorbell rang—just another quiet start to the day. But when I opened the door, everything changed.
Standing on my porch was Daniel, the man who had vanished from our lives ten years earlier. Time had aged him, but there was no mistaking who he was. Next to him stood a sharply dressed lawyer holding a folder. Daniel wasted no time.
“I’m here to take back my son,” he said.
The words hit like a wave. After a decade of silence, after everything Adam and I had built together, Daniel believed he could simply return and reclaim what he had walked away from?
“You’re not taking him,” I replied, my voice firm despite the shock. “You gave that up.”
Without hesitation, the lawyer stepped forward and handed me a set of documents. “You’ve been served,” he said. I stared at the paperwork—legal terms like custody and petition swimming in front of me—words that threatened to upend the life Adam and I had created.
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