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blue dress, twisting her bracelet nervously.
My Wife Left Me to Raise Our Six Daughters Alone—Fifteen Years Later, She Returned for Our Oldest Daughter’s Wedding and Faced the Consequences
“Dad?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Do I have to hug her?”
The room went quiet. I knelt down and rested my hands on her shoulders.
“No one gets a hug just because they share blood. You don’t owe her anything.”
Her shoulders relaxed. “Okay.”
