Do you cry? Blow up in rage?
You break down in tears.
"Daddy," you begin, and your voice cracks. "Da-wa-wa-wa." Floodgates open, tears are running down your cheeks. Your dad is suddenly right beside you, lifting you up, embracing you, holding you tight against his still-nude body.
"What is it, baby?" he asks you. "What is wrong?"
Several seconds of silence follow as you try to find your voice behind your sobbing. "You... you had sex with her. The way you looked at her. I... I don't want to lose you."
"Julie," he says, and kisses you on your forehead. "*You* are my girl. I wouldn't leave you for someone like her. I wouldn't leave you for anyone. You are my perfect little girl." He continues to hold you, continue to comfort you, until you've calmed down. Then he suggests that you just call it a night, and don't go back to the party. You nod, and soon you're in bed, spooning, him whispering sweet things to you as you drift off to sleep.
What now?
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