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something,” I continue. “You could’ve told me why you hate him so much. But instead, you tried to erase him.”
His eyes flick to mine. “You don’t understand.”
“Then help me understand.”
He exhales, long and slow. “He took my place.”
“No,” I say gently. “You gave up your place. When Mom left, you distanced yourself. You visited once a month. Sometimes less
Learn asomething,” I continue. “You could’ve told me why you hate him so much. But instead, you tried to erase him.”
His eyes flick to mine. “You don’t understand.”
“Then help me understand.”
He exhales, long and slow. “He took my place.”
“No,” I say gently. “You gave up your place. When Mom left, you distanced yourself. You visited once a month. Sometimes less
You were always polite, always present on holidays. But you never showed up like he did.”
He looks away.
“And maybe it wasn’t your fault. Maybe you didn’t know how. But Tim stepped in, and he never tried to be you. He just tried to be there.”
“I never stopped loving you,” he says quietly.
“I know,” I say. “But love isn’t always enough. Presence matters.
Consistency matters.”
He sets down his drink. “You made your choice today.”
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“No, Dad. I made room for both of you. You just didn’t want to share the space.”
For a moment, I see the man I used to wait for on the porch, hoping he’d arrive early and take me for ice cream. The man who once told me bedtime stories and held my tiny hand in his.
And I feel a← Previopang of loss.
But I also feel peace.
“I’m still your daughter,” I say. “You’re still part of my life. If you want to be.”
He nods once, slowly. But doesn’t say anything more.
The night winds down. Jason and I sneak out under a shower of sparklers, my dress dusted with glitter and grass. Tim hugs me tight before we leave.
“Do you think he’ll come around?
“I don’t know,” he says. “But you gave him the chance. That’s more than most people ever get.”
As we drive away, Jason takes my hand in the car and kisses my knuckles
