“Hadley,” I say with my heart in my throat, “I don’t want to confuse you or make you sad. You don’t have to call me dad or anything until you want to, and if you never do, I’ll always be Connor to you. If I had known you were mine, I would’ve found you right away, but I will be as much a part of your life as you want me to be, and nothing has to change for us until you’re ready for it.” She looks up at me, her eyes filled with confusion. “You’re my dad?” “I am, and I really am happy that you’re my daughter.”
