At My Baby Shower, His Daughter Called Him Daddy

Synopsis

At my baby shower, a four-year-old girl threw her arms around my husband’s leg and called him Daddy. He didn’t correct her. He took the yellow patchwork quilt my mother left me for my unborn daughter and draped it over the little girl’s shoulders. Then he told me I was being cruel. I folded the quilt over my arm and walked out. But Nate had already promised his secret daughter a place in my home. He just hadn’t told me what he expected me to give up for it.