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We Adopted a 4-Year-Old Girl — Just a Month Later, My Wife Demanded, ‘We Should Give Her Back’

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Simon and Claire finally have the family they always longed for—until Claire insists they return their newly adopted daughter. As Claire’s affection fades into resentment, Simon is left with an impossible decision. But for him, there is no doubt. Sophie is his daughter now. And he will fight for her, no matter what.

Claire and I spent years trying for a child. When it didn’t happen, she suggested adoption. It felt like the right path. After months of waiting, we met Sophie—a bright-eyed 4-year-old who had been in foster care since birth. From the moment she arrived, she clung to us, calling us Mommy and Daddy before the paperwork was even finalized.

Then, a month after bringing her home, I walked in from work, and Sophie ran straight into me, her little arms wrapping tightly around my legs. Her voice shook.

“I don’t wanna go.”

Confused, I crouched down. “Go where, sweetheart?”

Her lower lip quivered, and tears filled her big eyes. “I don’t wanna leave again. I wanna stay with you and Mommy.”

A chill crept down my spine. “That’s not going to happen,” I promised, stroking her hair. But then, Claire stepped into the hallway, her face pale, her expression unreadable.

“We need to talk.”

I gently sent Sophie to her room, reassuring her that everything was fine. She sniffled and nodded, but I could feel her tiny heart pounding against mine.

The moment her door shut, Claire turned to me, her voice barely above a whisper.

“We have to take her back, Simon,” she said, her jaw clenched. “She’s… she’s ruining everything! My books, my files, my clothes… she even destroyed my wedding dress!”

“What do you mean?” I frowned.

Claire’s eyes burned. “”She had paint all over her hands…bright blue handprints all over the dress! She’s manipulative. She wants me gone so she can have you all to herself.”

I stared. Hadn’t she once cried with joy when we adopted Sophie?

Claire’s voice was sharp. “Either she goes, or I do.”

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