When my wife told me to leave our three-year-old daughter and move out for a few weeks, I was stunned. I’m Jake, 32, and my world revolves around my daughter Allie. She’s a daddy’s girl, always wanting me for bedtime stories and meals. My wife, Sarah, seemed fine with this until she told me to leave so Allie could bond with her.
I reluctantly agreed to move out for a week, staying with my friend Mike. It was tough being away from Allie, and I missed her every moment. On the fifth day, I decided to surprise her with a Happy Meal.
When I got home, I found Sarah with her coworker, Dan. The truth hit me hard—Sarah’s request wasn’t about bonding with Allie; it was about being with Dan. I confronted her, feeling betrayed. Sarah admitted she felt lonely and left out.
I moved into a small apartment nearby to stay close to Allie. Despite the betrayal, we ensured Allie felt loved and secure. Sarah joined a parenting support group, improving her relationship with Allie.
Though I couldn’t forgive Sarah, we remained civil for Allie’s sake. One night, as I tucked Allie into bed, she asked, “Daddy, will you always be here?”
“Always, sweetheart,” I replied, my heart full of love for her.
Leave a Reply