My Ex-Husband Took Our Daughter on ‘Father-Daughter’ Weekends, but What Fell from Her Backpack One Day Made Me Follow Them

When my ex swung our daughter’s backpack over his shoulder, something fell out. I froze: a pregnancy test. I had to know what was going on, so I followed him.

Zoey had been acting off lately—pale, quiet, distant. I worried something had happened on one of their weekend trips.

Jason brought her to a suburban house. I watched, stunned, as he guided her inside. I confronted him with the test. His jaw dropped. Zoey stayed silent… until she whispered, “It’s mine.”

Then a woman stepped forward—Sara, Jason’s girlfriend. She was pregnant. Jason smiled, pulled her into a hug, and Zoey exploded: “You’re already a Dad! Or do I not matter?”

Sara tried to push Jason away from us, but I reminded her, “Being pregnant doesn’t give you the right to erase your other child.”

Jason finally saw the truth. Kneeling beside Zoey, he said, “You’re my daughter. No one can replace you. Never. I’m not going anywhere.”