I’m Tyler, a single dad who thought I had a solid support system until betrayal rocked our lives. I raised my son, Harrison, alone after his mom, Anna, left when he turned one. She craved freedom more than family and vanished to Europe, leaving me to handle diapers, soccer, and bedtime stories alone.
Anna’s parents, Thomas and Diane, adored Harrison and stayed involved. I trusted them completely until one day, Harrison accused me of forcing his mom to leave. Diane had lied, twisting the past to make me the villain and Anna the victim.
Desperate to fix things, I told Harrison the truth: “She left because she needed something else. I didn’t make her go.” He chose to meet Anna, who breezed in with gifts but no real interest in his life.
When she left again, Harrison realized who truly cared. He hugged me tight and said, “You were always here.” Diane’s lie backfired, but I forgave her because Harrison still loves them. Now, my son knows where home really is — right by my side.
