My 3-year-old is a total daddy’s girl. My wife was fine with it at first, even found it cute. But a few days ago, something changed. Out of nowhere, she confronted me one evening, her voice trembling with frustration. “You have to move out for a few weeks,” she said. “Don’t tell Allie. This has gone too far.” I was stunned. “You’re kidding, right? Allie can’t go a single day without her daddy’s hugs.”
But she was serious. “You need to leave,” she said softly. “It’ll give her time to bond with me. She’ll be fine.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I loved my wife deeply, but the thought of leaving my little girl made my heart ache. Still, after hours of tense conversation, we reached a compromise — I’d tell Allie I had to visit a friend for a short while.


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