After my parents divorced, Dad promised nothing would change but it did. Once he married Jane, her three kids became his world, and I was pushed aside. Weekends were canceled, birthdays forgotten, and I became just “Pumpkin” on his call log.
No more bedtime stories, no more quality time ust empty excuses and silence.
I tried to stay hopeful, even bought concert tickets for us with babysitting money. But he bailed again for Emma’s room makeover.
When I fractured my arm, he never came; Jane’s
What happened next changed everything…
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