I took in the nine daughters my first love left behind, believing I was giving them a future. I never imagined they were holding onto a past that would change everything I thought I knew.
My name is Daryl. This is my story.
I had only ever loved one woman—Charlotte—since high school. But life never allowed us to be together.
Years later, she passed away at just 35, leaving behind nine daughters. They were half-sisters, born to four different men over the years. None of those men stepped up. Two had died, one was in prison, and the last had disappeared overseas.
The truth was, none of them wanted to be fathers.
