Kate, my wife, who’d been gone for six years now, wouldn’t have kept something like this from me. She loved me. She wouldn’t have cheated on me.
Would she?
I felt sick to my stomach.
The note wasn’t just some random thing. It felt targeted. Like someone knew exactly how to hurt me, using Lily to get to me.
But who? And why?
I wanted to confront Lily right then and demand answers.
But something stopped me. I couldn’t do that to her, not yet.
The note said to meet on the last Monday of September, which was in two days.
I needed to know who was behind this.
Two days later, I was sitting in my car, watching the school. I hated doing this; following my daughter like some kind of detective, but I had no choice. I needed to know what was going on.
I watched as Lily walked slowly to the back fence of the school, her shoulders tense, like she knew this wasn’t right.
And then I saw him: a tall guy, slouching a little, standing by the fence. It took me a second, but when I realized who it was, my blood ran cold.
Jeff. A guy I knew from work.
He’d always been quiet and kept to himself, but I never thought much about it.
Until now.
Lily hesitated for a moment before walking up to him. I cracked the window, just enough to hear their voices.
“You came,” Jeff said, his voice low and almost too calm. “I wasn’t sure you would.”
Lily didn’t respond, but I could see her fidgeting with the straps of her backpack.
She was nervous. I could feel it from where I was sitting.
“I know this is a lot,” Jeff continued, his voice gentle in a way that made my skin crawl. “But your mom wanted you to know the truth.
She didn’t want to hurt you. Or… him.”
I couldn’t just sit there anymore. I pushed the car door open and stormed toward them, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might explode.
“What the hell is going on here?”
Jeff flinched, his face tightening for a second before he composed himself. “Trent. I was hoping we could talk about this.”
“Talk?” My voice shook with rage.
“You think you can just show up and tell my daughter you’re her father?”
Jeff glanced at Lily, who looked more confused than I’d ever seen her, and then back at me. “She deserves to know. Kate and I… we had something.
Lily is my daughter.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My hands clenched into fists, my whole body shaking with disbelief. “No.
You’re lying. Kate wouldn’t do that to me. She wouldn’t keep that from me.”
“She didn’t want to hurt you, Trent.” Jeff’s voice was so calm, so sure of himself.
“She thought it was for the best.”
I turned to Lily, my heart breaking at the look on her face: wide-eyed and terrified. “Lily, don’t listen to him. He’s lying.”
Lily’s voice was barely a whisper, but it cut through me like a knife.
“Is it true? Dad… is it true?”
I dropped to my knees in front of her, my hands resting on her arms. “It doesn’t matter what anyone says.
I’m your dad. I’ve been there every day of your life. That’s what makes me your father.
Nothing else.”
She didn’t say anything, just stared at me, her lip quivering. I could feel her shaking beneath my hands, and it killed me to see her like that. I turned back to Jeff, my rage flaring again.
“Get out of here.”
Jeff sighed, looking almost sad.
“I know this is hard, but I’m not going anywhere. She deserves to know the truth.”
“You’re not her father,” I growled, barely holding back my anger. “You never will be.”
Jeff gave me one last pitying look before turning and walking away.
I wanted to chase him, to demand answers, but Lily’s small sob pulled me back.
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her as tightly as I could. I wouldn’t let anyone hurt her. Not ever.
That night, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with thoughts I didn’t want to have.
Could it be true? Could Kate have hidden something like that from me?
I thought about every moment we’d shared, every laugh, every conversation. Nothing made sense anymore.
The next day, I started digging into Jeff’s past.
I couldn’t just sit around waiting for answers. I needed to know the truth.
It didn’t take long to find out that Jeff had been fired from our company a month ago for lying on his résumé.
He had a history of manipulation, of using people to get what he wanted. The relief I felt was overwhelming.
He’d lied about everything.
A few nights later, Lily and I were sitting on the couch, watching some show that neither of us were really paying attention to. I knew I had to talk to her. She deserved to know the truth.
“Lily,” I said softly, “we need to talk about Jeff.”
She tensed, curling a little closer to me, but she didn’t say anything.
“He lied to you, kiddo.
About everything. Jeff is not your real dad. He’s just… sick.
He was trying to hurt us.”
Lily looked up at me, her eyes wide and scared. “But… what if it’s true?”
“It doesn’t matter what he said,” I told her, pulling her closer. “I’m your dad.
I’ve always been your dad, and nothing will ever change that.”
She stared at me for a long moment, her lip trembling, and then she nodded. “I love you, Dad.”
“I love you too, kiddo. Always.”
A few days later, I got a call from the police.
Jeff had been arrested for stalking another family. Turns out, the guy had a history of lying and manipulating people. It was over.
I hung up the phone, feeling like I could finally breathe again.
Lily was at the kitchen table, drawing quietly. I walked over and kissed the top of her head. We were going to be okay.
We had to be.
