I hugged her tightly.
“Sweetheart, you’re my daughter. Nothing will ever change that. But please tell me who the father is.”
Suddenly, she stopped crying and glanced nervously toward the bedroom door.
“Mom, please don’t trust Dad.”
I stared at her.
“What are you talking about, Emily?”
She grabbed my hands.
“Please promise you won’t tell him I said anything.”
My heart began pounding.
“Emily, did something happen during your vacation?”
She nodded slowly.
Then she whispered something that made my entire body go cold.
“Mom… Dad is the reason I’m pregnant.”
For several seconds, I couldn’t breathe.
“No, sweetheart. There must be some misunderstanding.”
Emily pulled away from me.
“I knew you wouldn’t believe me.”
The disappointment in her voice hurt more than anything.
I immediately held her hands.
“No, Emily. I’m listening. I believe you. Please tell me what happened.”
Through tears, my daughter explained that during their vacation, Daniel had violated her trust and assaulted her.
