You Re Not My Dad の小説・ストーリー

"Hacked?." "Yes, you are not the one driving the car but someone else. And I'm guessing that person is my dad." "Woah..."

“Like… you flinch sometimes when Dad speaks to you. You always did, a little, but lately it’s different. It’s like you’re… on edge.” He gripped his mug tighter. His pulse was too loud in his ears. “I didn’t notice,” he muttered. “You didn’t notice,” she repeated, leaning in a bit. “Eli, I know you. You’re not a great liar.” That hurt, because it was true. She reached across the table, laying her hand over his. “Is he giving you a hard time? I know Dad can be… intense. He means well, but sometimes he pushes people without realizing it.”

"And when I do, you'll pay for what you've done." "Oh, I'm shaking," Raphael said sarcastically, taunting my anger. "Good luck, Dad."

Only one word left my mouth, "Dad!”

She signed the two documents, then flung them right back at me. "Carter, you'll definitely regret this one day! I'll be waiting for the day you come begging me on your knees!" Finally, finally, I was divorced! I was free! A calm like never before surged through me. I ignored her harsh words and took the documents, turning to leave. However, right before I departed, I remembered that I had one more thing to say to her. "Yelena, don't tell me that you still don't know… The one who died was your mom, not mine."

But this, I just couldn’t take it I messaged my dad. To Dad- I’m not your son right? It’s fine. I have disowned you too. I would be back but this time, as a different person. Then I blocked him immediately after sending it.

My brain could not stay in control much more longer. I was going to explode into bits with this orgasm. "Daddy! Please!" I screamed even though I wasn't too sure the words actually made sense at all when I screamed them out. "I will never deprive my daddy! I... I will never stay away from you! It's all my fault! I should have trusted my daddy more than anyone else! You want me! You want me so much and it was never an act! I know! I know now! I know please... Daddyyyy! Oh fuck! Oh please!"

“You’re not.” The words hit me like a blade straight to the heart. My mouth opened…but no sound came out. Just the echo of that one word repeating over and over in my head. Not. I’m not their daughter.

"Excuse me, I gotta go." Their visions followed Gianna until she successfully left the apartment. Alastar's heavy sigh could be heard after. "I'm really sorry for not telling you... I was supposed to call a janitor to deal with the mess but I forgot," Alastar stepped closer and hugged her tight. "You do know that it's my birthday tomorrow, right?" "Yeah... I'm busy preparing all day for it." Catherine sighed and hugged him back.

Just before the new school term started, my daughter's parent group chat, which had been quiet for ages, suddenly announced that the first parent-teacher meeting of the semester would be held that night. The rule was: both parents had to attend. A long string of "Got it" followed. I was about to reply when I noticed someone had beaten me to it. A guy with a family photo as his profile picture sent a voice message. "I'm Emma Sullivan's dad. We'll be there!" I froze. I clicked into the member list and checked repeatedly. My daughter's name was Emma Sullivan. He said he was Emma's dad. Then who the hell was I? I immediately called my wife. Before I could say a word, I heard her cheerful v