She Saw Me as Her Dad for Ten Years, Until One Message Changed Everything

I never imagined that a single text could flip ten years of fatherhood upside down — but it did.

My stepdaughter, Amira, is thirteen now. I came into her life when she was three. She used to call me “Daddy” without thinking twice — it felt natural, like the name belonged to the space between us. But life gets complicated, especially when a biological parent pops in only when it benefits them.

Last night, Amira was supposed to spend the weekend with her biological dad, Jamal. My wife, Zahra, dropped her off after school Friday, and everything seemed ordinary. Then Saturday evening, my phone chimed with a short message:

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