When I met my now-wife, she had a 3-year-old daughter. I treated her like my own, and by age 4, she called me daddy.
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Her biological dad was inconsistent in her life, and she called him by his first name when with us.
I arrived to find her with a swollen, painful arm from a skateboard fall. When I asked why he hadn’t called my wife, he dismissed it as “dramatic.” My stepdaughter,
in pain, asked to leave, and I told her bio dad, “This is why I’m her real dad, not you.” At the ER until 1 a.m., it turned out her arm was broken.
