Sixteen years ago, I was a broke delivery driver when a terrified little girl ran out of a silent house and clung to me—her mother had died inside. One night turned into adoption, and we built a life together from nothing, believing the worst was behind us.
Years later, her biological father resurfaced, trying to extort us with lies and threats. But the truth, documentation, and courage exposed him—and in the end, family wasn’t who showed up late demanding money, but who stayed every day without asking for anything in return.
