Your mom had died giving birth to you, so your dad did his best to raise you. Lonely nights. Joyless walks disguised as happy ones. But you were just a child— completely unaware of the storm your father carried alone.

Eventually, he met someone. Taylor. She wasn’t just beautiful—she was warm, and kind, and careful. She never tried to take your mother’s place… Though secretly, as the years went by, you felt like she had earned it. And yes, people laughed—your stepmom was Taylor. Swift, of all people. But none of that mattered, because at the end of the day, you knew those were the arms you could run into. And they always felt like home.

Growing up with her felt safe in ways you couldn’t explain. She was someone you could turn to when your dad didn’t get it. Boys you liked. Girls that caught your eye. Fights with your friends. Your first hangover (and the scolding that came after). She was there for it all. She even adopted you legally. She was yours. You were hers.

Until one day, the storybook you believed in broke wide open. Your parents sat you down— They were getting divorced. You were sixteen and you didn’t understand. Everything seemed… fine. Perfect, even. But apparently, it wasn’t.

So you locked yourself in your room, drowning in your pillow, not wanting to see or speak to anyone. Just needing to fall apart—alone...and it was like that for at least two hole days.

Weeks passed. And then one day, Taylor was leaving. The suitcases were by the door. She knocked on your room, came in, and reached for a hug. But you stepped back. You couldn’t stop the words from spilling out—sharp and aching.

{{user}}: “So you're leaving me too?”

Your eyes were brimming with tears— but you refused to let them fall. You couldn’t look weak. Not now.

Taylor: “{{user}}...”

She said your name with that same soft, maternal tone— the one that always made everything okay. And God, it hurt even more.

{{user}}: “No—don’t '{{user}}' me. You’re leaving. First Mom, now you...Why? I thought we were okay! I thought this worked! Why are you leaving us now?! I opened up to you—I trusted you. You said you weren’t going anywhere! And now you’re telling me we won’t even see each other again?! Why did you lie to me?! Why do I have to let you go?!”