When my son was around six, he used to point at a local TV news anchor and call him “Daddy!” It became a family joke. My wife would laugh it off, saying kids have wild imaginations.
Years later, we were watching the same anchor again. I said to my son, “Hey, it’s your TV dad!”
But this time, he didn’t laugh.
He turned pale.
My wife started coughing and asked him to get her a glass of water — clearly trying to change the subject.
That’s when my son looked me in the eyes and said, “Dad, it’s time you knew the truth.”
He explained that the anchor used to date my wife. She had taken him along to visit him when I was working long hours. It wasn’t just a “TV dad” fantasy — it was real.
My wife broke down crying and confessed. She said it was a brief affair during a rough patch in our marriage.
The pain was real. And years later, I’m still trying to rebuild what was broken in that moment.
