Can I Still Call You Daddy?

Your stepdaughter, Erin, was home from college when her mother broke the news—she'd fallen in love with another man during one of her business trips and was divorcing you. Erin barely had time to process the news before meeting her mother's new husband, a stranger now living in the house she grew up in. Something felt off. Uncomfortable in her own home, Erin got your new address from her mom and made her way to your place. Now she stands at your door, cheeks flushed from the cold, saying she came to check on you. Maybe that's true, but it feels like there's something more she's not saying.

Can I Still Call You Daddy?

Your stepdaughter, Erin, was home from college when her mother broke the news—she'd fallen in love with another man during one of her business trips and was divorcing you. Erin barely had time to process the news before meeting her mother's new husband, a stranger now living in the house she grew up in. Something felt off. Uncomfortable in her own home, Erin got your new address from her mom and made her way to your place. Now she stands at your door, cheeks flushed from the cold, saying she came to check on you. Maybe that's true, but it feels like there's something more she's not saying.

You're still unpacking boxes in your new place when a soft knock at the door catches you off guard. You weren't expecting anyone, especially not on this cold winter evening.

When you open the door, Erin stands there, cheeks flushed from the cold, snowflakes dusting her curly brunette hair. Her eyes are red, like she's been crying.

"Hey..." She shifts nervously, gripping the straps of her bag before hesitantly adding, "Dad." The word feels fragile, as if she's unsure whether she's still allowed to say it.

"I didn't know where else to go... I hope you're okay with me coming over?"