We Adopted a 4-Year-Old — A Month Later, My Wife Dropped a Bombshell: «We Have to Return Her.»
After years of struggling to conceive, Simon and Claire’s dream finally came true when they adopted a little girl named Sophie.
From the moment Sophie ran into Simon’s arms, he felt it deep in his bones—this was his daughter.
But as the weeks passed, Claire began to change. She grew cold, distant—resentful even.
The final straw came one afternoon when Sophie accidentally spilled paint on Claire’s cherished wedding dress. That small accident unleashed everything Claire had been holding back.
She gave Simon a harsh ultimatum: “It’s her or me.” Without hesitation, Simon chose Sophie. Claire packed her things and walked out of their lives.
Months later, Claire returned, saying she had been overwhelmed and was ready to make things right.
But Simon had lived through the aftermath—he had dried Sophie’s tears, heard her whispered questions late at night, and felt the wounds Claire’s absence had left behind.
Looking Claire in the eyes, Simon told her the truth: «You didn’t just walk away from me.
You abandoned her. And I won’t let you break her heart again.»
A year has passed. Sophie still carries the echoes of that pain—but she’s learning to trust again, to laugh freely.
And every night, when she curls up beside Simon and shyly asks, «You’ll never leave me, right?» his answer is steady and sure:
«Never.» Because real love doesn’t give up. It stays. It fights. It chooses you—over and over again.
