I fell in love with a pregnant woman and pledged to assist her raise the child, but she chose to have fun while avoiding her obligations. She abandoned me, only to return years later to commit horrific acts.
I met Molly in college. She was the most gorgeous girl I’d ever seen, but she never acknowledged me. Molly would frequently hang out with the most popular males, mainly from the school’s football team, but we became good friends.
She was cheery and an excellent student. It was wonderful to have a friend like that, even if my sentiments were constantly unrequited. Eventually, she began dating Tanner, the team’s captain. He wasn’t the average harsh jock, but I always believed she could do better.
A few months later, Molly came to my house in tears. Tanner had dumped her and began dating another female almost immediately. I consoled her as best I could, but she had truly loved him. About a month later, she learned something life-changing.
“Mark, I’m pregnant,” she informed me.
“What?” I exhaled. I could not believe it. “Did you tell Tanner already?”
“Yes. He does not want anything to do with the baby. “He told me to get rid of it because he’s not going to be a father anymore,” Molly said.
“What an idiot!” I can’t believe he’d avoid his obligations like that! “What are you planning to do?” I questioned.
“I do not know. I don’t want to get rid of it, but I’m in college. I cannot be a single mother. She sobbed, “My parents are going to kill me.”
“I will step up. We can marry, and I will assist you raise the baby. “You will not be alone,” I stated without thinking twice.
“I cannot ask you to do that. I apologize, Mark. But I don’t think I’ll ever feel that way about you,” Molly admitted apologetically.
“Do not worry. It is not about that. We’ll marry so that no one looks down on you and you don’t have to be a single mother,” I said. Even I thought it was crazy, but I couldn’t leave Molly to deal with it alone.
“Are you sure? That’s a lot to expect of a buddy,” Molly said quietly, still unsure about this ridiculous concept. I persuaded her that I was serious, and we headed down to the courts later that week. Two of our pals testified, and it was a brief event.
I did my best to help Molly get through this pregnancy. It was challenging because we were both college students, but we would work it out. Every day, I grew more eager about becoming a father.
Molly, on the other hand, was not particularly enthused. I could tell she missed being able to hang out with her pals and experience normal college life. However, as a mother, she had to make significant sacrifices. Amelia was finally delivered, and she was the most beautiful baby in the world.
I immediately adored her and became her father. Molly adored Amelia and adjusted to motherhood better than I had anticipated. We formed a great little family, and no one guessed Amelia was not mine because she looked identical to her mother.
However, Molly’s excitement waned. Molly had a breakdown after putting Amelia to bed when she was five. “I can’t do it anymore. “I lost everything,” she cried.
“What are you talking about?” I asked her.
“I’ve lost my entire youth. “I should not have had a child at all!” Molly continued.
“Molly, please.” Amelia might hear you. “She is in the next room!” I remarked, raising my voice slightly.
“I do not care. I want to get out of this. “I’m filing for divorce, and I don’t want to see any of you again,” she announced, startling me to my core. I implored her to pause and consider this, but Molly had already packed her bags and left us forever.
I hurried to Amelia’s room, only to learn that our daughter had heard the entire disturbance. “Mommy left?” she sobbed.
“Baby, your mommy is going through something right now and requires some time away. “She’ll be back soon,” I told her.
Unfortunately, Molly did not return, so I became a single father. It was worse than I had anticipated, and Amelia cried virtually every night for a year afterward. But eventually, we both grew accustomed to being alone. My baby was the light of my life, and I would do anything to see us through.
Molly did not call once but frequently updated her social media accounts. She finally had the collegiate life she had been missing all along. It was one party after another with her former college sorority buddies. I felt terrible seeing those photographs.
How could she leave her child to go out and have fun? It was unforgiveable. Several years after her abandonment, I discovered that she and Tanner had rekindled their relationship, which made matters worse. This was the person who deserted her when she was most vulnerable and refused to stand up for his baby.
I couldn’t do anything but go on, but Molly decided to return to our life just as things were going so well. “What do you mean you want Amelia back?” I inquired about Molly’s surprise visit to my home.
“Molly is my daughter, and I want her to live with us. Tanner is finally prepared to meet her. “She’s her father,” she stated casually.
“Tanner isn’t her father. I am her father. “I raised her all these years, especially since you abandoned her,” I stated with contempt in my voice.
“Mark, do not do this. If necessary, I will take you to court to seek custody. That is my child. Tanner and I are engaged. She’ll be overjoyed to finally be with her real family,” Molly added.
“I’ll see you in court then,” I said, throwing Molly out of my house. Amelia, who was almost a teenager at the time, noticed how frightened I was. My lawyers recommended me to settle the matter outside of court because most judges favor with the mother.
But how could a judge support Molly after her abandonment? My name was on Amelia’s birth certificate, and I watched her grow up. I was her sole father. Molly’s lawyers were ferocious, and our battle was difficult. But Amelia’s testimony sealed the deal.
“I only have one father,” she explained, pointing at me. “My mother departed many years ago, claiming she regretted me. “I do not want to live with her.”
Fortunately, the judge listened to my small kid, which my lawyers did not expect. He gave me full custody, while Molly had weekend visits. I pushed Amelia to forgive her mother and develop a relationship with her, and they did.
But she assured me every day that I was the best parent someone could possibly have.
What can we glean from this story?
Appreciate what you have. Molly abandoned her family and subsequently realized she couldn’t get it back.
Some responsibilities necessitate compromises. Getting pregnant at a young age is a significant matter, therefore you may have to give up partying and other youthful activities.
Please share this story with your friends. It may brighten their day and motivate them.
