My stepson begged me, “Don’t marry my dad.” The reason made me faint at the altar.

My instinct

Despite Jeff’s reassuring words, something didn’t add up. My instinct screamed that there was more to it than he was letting on. I couldn’t just put it down to a childish mood. Tim’s request echoed inside me, keeping me on my toes. As much as I wanted to believe it was just a passing tantrum, doubt was eating away at me, forcing me to look for answers.

My Instinct