That night I texted to ask whether she’d eaten dinner. She read it and didn’t answer.
The next morning, Colin told me she was fine.
On the second day, I called Leah and got her voicemail.
By the third afternoon, I’d decided to ask Colin whether the three of us could sit down together.
My phone rang before I could call.
“Did Leah tell you anything before she left?” he asked.
“Only that she’d rather live with you.”
He was quiet.
“She hasn’t unpacked a single thing,” he said. “And I think I know why she really came here.”
My hand tightened around the phone.
“Why?”
He let out a heavy sigh.
“I think she’s jealous of Sophie.”
Sophie was Vanessa’s daughter.
Vanessa was Colin’s partner, and Sophie had become part of his everyday life.
“Why would you think that?”
“Every time I do something with Sophie, Leah goes quiet. Sophie and I were looking at desks for the office yesterday, and Leah walked out. I asked what was wrong, but she wouldn’t tell me.”
“Have you asked her about the suitcase?”
“She says she doesn’t have anywhere to put her things. We’re figuring that out. I thought she wanted to live here, but now I’m wondering whether she’s trying to prove something.”
I didn’t like that conclusion.
“Can you come over?” Colin asked. “Maybe she’ll talk to you.”
I went.
***
Vanessa opened the door with a polite smile.
“Colin’s upstairs.”
On the way up, I passed Sophie’s bedroom.
Fairy lights framed the window, and photographs covered a corkboard. In several of them, Colin stood beside Sophie, smiling with an arm around her shoulders.
It looked like the room of a kid who felt loved and secure.
Colin opened the office door.
Leah sat on a foldout couch. Her blue suitcase stood zipped beside it.
The room still had Colin’s desk, a printer, and shelves full of files. A blanket lay folded at the end of the couch.
“Where does she stay when she’s here on weekends?” I asked.
“Here… it’s usually fine,” Colin said. “Right Leah?”
Leah shrugged.
“She needs more if she’s going to live here.”
“I know. It all happened quickly.”
Vanessa had followed us upstairs.
“The office is used for other things,” she said. “We can’t change the whole house overnight.”
I looked at Leah. She stared at her knees.
“Could I speak to her alone?”
Colin and Vanessa went downstairs.
Leah looked up immediately. “If you’re here to drag me home, don’t bother.”
“I’m not here to drag you anywhere. I want to understand.”
“There’s nothing to understand. Dad said he’ll make room.”
“And that shrug earlier? Is this really fine for weekends?”
She pressed her lips together.
“I spoke to Dad. He says he gets it. Then Vanessa says something, and…” she finished with a frustrated huff.
“You can come home whenever you want,” I said.
“I’m not going back. Dad said I could live here. I want him to mean it.”
That last sentence stayed with me as we went downstairs for lunch.
Sophie was already at the table, telling Colin about a school assignment.
She sometimes called him Dad, although he wasn’t her biological father.
She smiled at Leah and asked whether she wanted some pasta. Leah thanked her.
There was nothing hostile in the exchange.
Then Sophie said, “Dad, did you look at the desk I sent you? For when we turn the office into my study room?”
A teenage girl | Source: Pexels
A teenage girl | Source: Pexels
Colin stopped with his fork halfway to his mouth.
Leah looked up. “What study room?”
“The office,” Sophie said. “Colin said he’d move his desk so I could have the office for studying. I’ve been picking out things for it.”
“But I’m sleeping there,” Leah said.
Sophie blinked.
“I know. But the couch will stay there for you on weekends, and you’re only here for a few days, right?”
Leah turned to Colin. “You told me I could live here. You said we’d make the office my room.”
“I said we’d work out a room,” Colin replied.
“You said the office. And what other room is there, Dad?”
Vanessa set down her glass.
“Colin, what is she talking about?”
He rubbed his forehead. “Everybody, please. I can explain.”
Vanessa looked at Leah, then at me.
“Colin told me Leah was staying until things settled down with you. He said she’d be going back after this weekend.”
Leah went pale.
“Going back? Dad, I asked you if I could move in. You said yes.”
“I did…” Colin answered. “I thought we’d have time to discuss the details.”
Sophie pushed her chair back slightly.
“You promised me the office weeks ago.”
“I know, Soph.”
“And you promised it to Leah?”
Colin didn’t answer.
I could feel the room waiting for him. He had made two separate promises, and there was no way he could keep both.
“Colin,” I said, “what exactly have you agreed to?”
“I want Leah here. Of course I do.”
“Then say what that means,” Leah said. “Am I moving in or not?”
“She can stay,” he said at last. “We’ll turn the office into her bedroom.”
Sophie stared at him.
“Colin!” Vanessa snapped.
“I’ll keep the desk in our bedroom and find somewhere else for your study space,” Colin added. “Nobody needs to get upset.”
“But you promised me,” Sophie said.
“I know, sweetheart. We’ll find another solution.”
Sophie nodded without looking at him.
I wanted to argue, but Leah was watching her father with such fierce hope that I held back.
He had finally said something definite in front of everyone.
Whether he could follow through was another matter.
***
After lunch, I asked Colin to step onto the patio.
“Vanessa didn’t know Leah was moving in permanently?” I asked.
“I thought Leah might change her mind after a few days. I didn’t want Vanessa worrying about a permanent arrangement before we knew.”
“And Sophie?”
“I promised the study space before any of this happened.”
“So, the foldout couch she sleeps on in your office would’ve become the foldout couch she sleeps on in Sophie’s study?”
I sighed.
No wonder he’d assumed she was jealous of Sophie.
“I want my daughter to feel welcome, it’s just… Look, I’ve sorted it out now. The problem is solved.”
“She needs somewhere to live, Colin. Not another promise.”
He looked tired.
***
Upstairs, I told Leah again that my door was open. She shook her head.
“He said I can stay,” she whispered. “He said it in front of everybody.”
I hugged her and left.
***
The following morning Leah called, sounding almost like her old self.
“Dad says he’s going to move the desk this weekend,” she told me. “He asked what color I’d want the walls.”
“That sounds promising.”
“I know. Sophie even said she’d help me choose.”
I was glad to hear them getting along.
***
That evening, Leah called again. This time she sounded uneasy.
“Sophie told me she doesn’t mind giving up the office,” she said.
“Isn’t that good?”
“She was crying when she said it.”
I sat down.
Leah explained that Colin had asked Sophie to be understanding because Leah needed the room more.
He’d told her they could talk about a study space later.
Sophie agreed, but afterward Leah found her throwing away the pictures of desks she liked.
“She waited months for that room, Mom. Dad told her they were going to do it together.”
“Did you tell him?”
“Yes. He said Sophie would get over it.”
Leah was quiet for a moment.
“I was so happy when he said the room was mine,” she said. “But I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel good about it now.”
I wished I could give her an answer that didn’t hurt.
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know. If I take the room, she’ll be the one left waiting. And if I don’t, where am I supposed to sleep?”
***
The next afternoon, she called in tears.
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“Mom, can you come get me?”
I grabbed my keys.
“Of course. What happened?”
“I asked Dad what he was going to do about Sophie’s room. He kept saying it was fine, but Vanessa said he shouldn’t have made either promise without talking to her. Then Dad exploded.”
Leah took a ragged breath.
“He said I was making everything more complicated than it needed to be.”
I stopped by the front door.
“He said that to you?”
“He said he was trying to make everyone happy. Then he asked whether I’d be happier staying with you for a few nights, until everyone calmed down. I don’t even know if he wants me there.”
Her breath shook.
“I thought he wanted me there.”
“I’m coming, sweetheart.”
***
When I arrived, Leah was standing in the hallway beside the blue suitcase.
Colin and Vanessa stood a few feet away. Sophie was on the stairs, holding the sketches she’d made for her study room.
“She keeps asking me to change the plan,” Colin said angrily as I walked in. “I honestly don’t know what she wants me to do.”
“I told you,” Leah answered.
Vanessa turned toward him.
“You made promises to both girls without asking me. Then you expected Sophie to give up something she’d been looking forward to. That’s not fair.”
“I was trying to make space for Leah,” Colin said.
Vanessa looked at Leah.
“You deserve a proper room here, honey. I should have been told you were moving in. Colin made this a choice between you and Sophie when it never should have been.”
Sophie came down a step.
“I said Leah could have it because I didn’t want her to leave.”
Leah looked at her.
“I know. And you shouldn’t have had to.”
“I didn’t want you to think I didn’t want you here,” Sophie said.
“I never thought that about you.”
For a moment neither girl looked at Colin.
He lifted his hands.
“Can we all just calm down? I’ll find another place for the desk. We can work this out.”
“Dad, stop,” Leah said. “I’m asking you something, and I need an answer.”
She faced him. Her eyes were red, but her voice was steady.
“Do you actually want me here, Dad?”
“Of course I do.”
“Then why did you tell Vanessa I was going home? Why did you promise Sophie the office and then promise it to me? Why is every solution something one of us has to give up?”
“I didn’t want anyone to be disappointed.”
“But we both are,” Sophie said quietly.
He looked at her. Then at Leah.
“I’m sorry. Both of you… I never meant for it to be this way.”
Leah swallowed.
“You always said you listened to me.”
“I do listen to you.”
“Then why does nothing ever change?”
He had no quick answer.
“I’m sorry.”
“I moved here because I thought you’d hear me,” she continued. “Mom says no sometimes, and I hate it. But at least I know what she’s saying. With you, I never know if yes actually means yes.”
Colin’s face fell.
“I’ll find a way to make the room work,” he said. “Please don’t leave over this.”
Leah looked at Sophie’s sketches, then at the suitcase she still hadn’t unpacked.
For a moment I thought she might agree to stay.
“No,” she said. “I can’t take a room Sophie was promised just because you don’t want to tell either of us no. And I can’t keep sleeping beside a desk. Not if I’m living here, and not on weekends either.”
He stepped toward her.
“Leah, please.”
She took hold of the suitcase handle.
“It’s not about the room anymore.”
“I love you, Dad. I want to keep seeing you.” She sniffed. “But if you want me to have a place here, show me. Don’t just tell me.”
She picked up her suitcase.
Sophie reached out, and they briefly held hands as Leah moved toward the door.
The drive home was quiet for several minutes.
“I’m sorry,” Leah said finally. “For what I said when I left. About Dad listening and you not listening.”
I kept my eyes on the road.
“I know I can jump straight to rules. Sometimes I should hear you out before I answer.”
“Yeah,” she said. “Sometimes.”
“But I still need to know where you’re going and who you’ll be with.”
“I know.”
“You can be angry about a rule. We can talk about it. That doesn’t mean I’ll always change my mind.”
She leaned her head against the window.
“Dad almost never says no,” she said. “I thought that meant he trusted me more.”
I didn’t tell her she’d learned a lesson. She already looked exhausted.
***
When we reached home, Leah carried the blue suitcase upstairs. I followed her as far as the doorway.
Leah stood looking around for a moment.
Then she laid the suitcase on her bed, unzipped it, and began putting her shirts back in the dresser.
I stayed by the door.
She glanced over her shoulder. “Mom?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks for coming.”
“Always.”
