All I wanted was to honor my mother on the most important day of my life. But just minutes before I was supposed to walk down the aisle, I was faced with a betrayal that nearly broke me.
I’m 26 now, and even today, the memory of my wedding day makes my stomach turn. It was supposed to be a celebration — of love, family, and new beginnings. Instead, it turned into a trial of forgiveness, strength, and what it truly means to carry on someone’s legacy.
A Dress Sewn with Love and Farewell
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