My ex-wife, Lillian Harmon, managed to find out where my daughter, Rosetta Coleman, and I were living now, though I had no idea how she did it. She kept hanging around my doorstep, demanding that I let her in. Having reached the end of my rope, I threw the door open and gave her a stern warning. "Ma'am, if you continue to trespass on private property, I'll call the cops!"At those words, her expression hardened. Confusion and disbelief clouded her face. "Daniel, you weren't like this before… We've been married for a decade…"I sneered, "Oh? In that case, just how was I before?"Lillian parted her lips, but she couldn't come up with an answer.I hadn't changed. My attitude toward her had. We had been secretly married for ten years, and Rosie was nine now. Yet, Lillian never once treated us kindly, nor did she ever acknowledge us as her family. It all started because she had gotten drunk, slept with me, and ended up pregnant with Rosie. Lillian believed I took advantage of her,
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