That this story came far too close to being true is something that haunts me. There was a girl i dated a decade and a half ago. she had a beautiful daughter. And though i was very fond of the mother, I came to love her kid. I would have married her and raised the child as my own, except for two things. Mom was more interested in sleeping with other guys and using drugs. I always worried that I would hear this had happened one day. I shouldn’t worry because now that little girl is probably nearing 20. But the situation still haunts me. it still tears me up inside, and there is nothing i can do, but try to let it go.