Sharing My Daughter Novels & Stories

“It’s just breakfast. Anyone can make it.” “Yeah, I sure can. Better than you think.” I knocked her head slightly. “When you give compliments you don’t take it back.” “My compliments my rules.” Feigning a punch at her, I sucked my teeth. “You are so annoying. That reminds me. Where are you keeping your daughter?” “Her grandparents offered to keep her. She is quite fond of them thankfully. So James and I just have to visit from time to time. Makes all of my burdens feel lighter.”

“You are my daughter in every way that matters. Blood doesn’t change that. You are just as important to me as Liam. Do you understand?” She sniffled against my shoulder. “Really?” “Really,” I assured her, pulling back to look into her eyes. “You’ve brought so much joy into my life. I can’t imagine my days without you. And Liam is going to love you just as much as I do. We’re all going to be a team, okay?” A small smile broke through her tears. “I’ll share my toys with Liam. Even my dinosaurs.” I laughed softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “That’s very generous of you.”

Lucy had begged me not to blame him just days ago… A crash sounded on the other end, followed by my daughter's tearful voice. "Daddy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt Adam and Sammy…" My hand trembled around the phone, tears spilling unchecked. "Lucy—! Robert, don't touch her! She's only seven years old. If you need to vent your anger, take it out on me! I'm begging you…" But he cut me off without hesitation. "From today onward, I'll be in charge of Lucy's upbringing. If you dare interfere again, don't blame me for disregarding whatever remains of our marriage."

She was still a bit timid, but she was meticulous, and now, she was already leading a small team. As for my father? His greatest joy now was replaying my livestream and showing it off to his friends. "See that? That's my daughter. I made her. Isn't she smart? Isn't she beautiful? Bet you wish you had one like her." One weekend, I was lying on my massive bed, scrolling through my phone. A trending topic suddenly popped up. [Stone Siblings Make Rare Joint Appearance at Charity Gala, Fans Lose It] I tapped it. In the photo, I was holding onto Ethan's arm, smiling brightly. He still had that cold expression, but the way he looked at me was full of quiet affection.

I shook my head, unable to stop smiling. The moment we stepped into the living room, Ryder suddenly clapped his hands loudly. “Announcement! Announcement!” he shouted excitedly. I immediately covered my face in embarrassment. “Ryder,” I groaned tiredly, “can’t we just share the good news during dinner?” “No,” he refused instantly. “I can’t hide my daughter any longer. The whole world deserves to hear this.” I stared at him. “Your daughter again?” “Yes,” he said proudly without shame.

*Tick tock. The doorway. The counting. My father in a restaurant in Ardmore last summer, crying, telling the woman across the table the worst thing that had ever happened to his daughter. The woman holding his hand and saying, "You're a good father." And six months later, the same woman typing those two words into a burner phone and sending them to me in the dark. I told it in a flat, careful voice, like I was reading off a page I'd already edited. My hands shook so hard the lid of the shoebox rattled.

I released another sigh, glancing up before I spoke, “You won't believe what Richard told me.” She knew who Richard was so I didn't have to explain. “You spoke to him?” She inquired curiously because she also knew I actively tried to avoid doing so. “We share a daughter, who loves flouting my orders and getting in trouble, so yes, I spoke to him.” I nodded. She gave me a sympathetic smile, “If only you didn't have a daughter together. I'm sure you wouldn't have to go through this.”

I decide it is time to share my burden with my daughter now. There is nothing more to hide. The hurt is still there, it makes no difference. "You have two fathers", I spill and she gasps.

And the time we had now to showcase our capabilities. I'm now a dad of a six year old, I'm still trying to absorb that, I haven't totally digested it yet. But my daughter is so much beautiful, I'll give you that. I'm glad that her looks are more of a Banley, not that I would have complained if she looked more of her mom's side, I just feed in the fact that my genes were that strong. Yes, smug all you want. Looking at my watch I almost panicked. Damn! How did I forget about it?!

"I have not even eaten today." "Oh really?". I arch a brow. "I must have my pity face on. Hold on." I wave a hand in front of my face and stare at her with hard eyes. "Now I don't care." "Your daughter should have thought of the consequences of what she was about to do before she did it. I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do about it." Dad tells her. "My son just got that iPad last month." "Eh! I am finished." She cries.