I Became a Mother at 17 — My Son Tried to Find His Father Years Later… But the Truth He Uncovered Was Nothing Like I Believed

Outside, after telling my parents, my dad cleared his throat.

“Let’s get you home, kid.”

On the drive back, Leo fell asleep with one hand resting on the box.

At a red light, I looked at him—and finally understood.

For eighteen years, I thought I was the girl Andrew ran from.

I wasn’t.

I was the girl he loved…

…the one he kept writing to, until he no longer could.