Sage, born and raised in Los Angeles, California. Her whole life, it's just been her and her Father, Joe. Joe's been working his whole life to make sure Sage has everything she could ever need and want, especially since her Mother isn't in the pictu...
I was afraid to ring Joe, we had been texting about this whole situation and he has been giving me decent responses, but I said it would be better if we call each other. Sage has been curious on what has been going on recently, she can sense that I'm stressed and gives me quick glances every once in awhile, mostly giving me the side eye, I don't know why.
As I was giving Sage a bath, I heard my phone ring from my bedroom, but I didn't want to leave her alone in the bath tub, so I let it ring.
"Mommy, your phone" Sage points out the door.
"I'll answer it later babe, we gotta get you to sleep!" I tell her, pouring water on her hair to rinse the soap off. After I let her play in the water for a little while longer, I got her dried and in her jammies.
"Come here" I say with open arms and she quickly jumps into them. I placed her in the middle of my bed and brought the covers up to her chin.
"Do you want a bedtime story or for me to sing?" I ask. She recently has been wanting me to sing to her, her favorite to hear is Bad Blood for some reason; can't believe she likes that as a bedtime song.
I quietly stepped out of the room after getting her to sleep and left the door open, just a crack. I headed downstairs into the office and opened my laptop to ring Joe.
"Hey.." I say when he picks up.
"Taylor." He states.
I sigh, "Joe, I want to apologize. I didn't know photos were going to be taken, we were as hidden as possible. Sage just happened to be by the window and those group of girls just pieced the situation together, I guess".
If you asked me if I could keep Sage in hiding for longer, I'd agree. I didn't want her to be exposed to this nasty public world, especially the world that I live in and Joe doesn't want that for her either, I know it.
"I understand, but what are we going to do? What are you going to do? The pictures are everywhere, have you read the headlines? 'Taylor and a Little Girl spotted shopping', 'Taylor Swift out with a Little Girl that looks exactly like her' and so many more!" He states.
"I've tried not to read anything, Tree came to me with the details when she found out" I tell him. Searching through media isn't the best thing right now.
We had come up with a plan for me to make a public post about her, not posting her face, but one where her face isn't shown and me in it. We also talked about not wanting to have her named stated, but most importantly, to mention that Joe was her father. I wasn't going to have millions of people guessing my daughter's father or thinking I've slept with random men.
"Are you posting one as well?" I asked Joe through the screen and he nods.
Joe was going to post a photo of him and Sage, face not shown and also stating that I was her mother. This was probably the scariest thing I'm ever going to do in my life, and trust me there have been things I thought were worse.
"Ugh, I really don't want to do this" I say with tears in my eyes. Our daughter wasn't going to be our secret anymore.
"It was going to happen one day" He states as he looks down on his phone.
"Okay, ready? Post" I say and we both posted our photos and quickly turned off my phone. I didn't want to see everyones reactions right now.
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Taylor Swift's Post
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