I Raised My Late Girlfriend’s Daughter as My Own – Ten Years Later, She Says She Has to Go Back to Her Real Dad for a Heart-Wrenching Reason

And then she said his name.

“He promised me something.”

Chase, the local baseball star who was a hero on the field and a menace everywhere else, was her father. I’d read the articles; he was all ego and zero substance.

And I loathed him.

“Grace, that man hasn’t spoken to you in your entire life. He’s never asked about you.”

She looked down at her hands, twisting her fingers together. “I know. But he — he said something. Something important.”

“He said something important.”

Her voice cracked, a tiny, pained sound. “He said… he could ruin you, Dad.”

My blood ran cold. “He WHAT?”

She took a shaking breath, and the words tumbled out in a terrified rush. “He said he has connections and that he can shut down your shoe shop with one phone call. But he promised he wouldn’t if I did something for him.”

I kneeled before her. “What did he ask you to do, Grace?”

“What did he ask you to do, Grace?”

“He said if I don’t go with him tonight for his team’s big Thanksgiving dinner, he’ll make sure you lose everything. He needs me to SHOW everyone that he is a self-sacrificing family man who raised his daughter alone. He wants to steal YOUR role.”

The irony, the sheer, disgusting nerve of it, made me feel sick. I felt something inside me just collapse.

One thing was certain: there was no way I was going to lose my little girl!