My husband and I took our daughter on the journey she had always dreamed of as her final wish—but on our last day, the manager pulled me aside and whispered, “There’s something about this trip your husband never told you.”

tried to take Adam’s place. He never asked Lily to call him anything special. He simply showed up—for school plays, for badly braided hair, for the nights she couldn’t sleep because of nightmares.

When we married two years later, Lily called him Dad for the first time while we were cutting the cake.

“Dad, you got frosting on your sleeve.”

Tony froze.

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