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The night my husband met his biological daughter, he told the girl he had raised for twelve years to stop calling him Dad. "Just call me Mark tonight." My daughter obeyed without crying. Then I noticed he had removed the keychain she made for him-the one marked with a crooked D for Dad. This wasn't a careless mistake. He had planned it. And for once, I wasn't going to help him explain it away.