I Went to Mock My Ex at Her ‘Poor Man’ Wedding — But One Look at the Groom Left Me Crying All Night

Emilio had been my college roommate for a semester, a quiet, humble man with a steady presence. During his senior year, a terrible accident cost him one of his legs. Yet I never once heard him complain.

He was always there when someone needed help — carrying groceries for a neighbor, staying up to explain a homework problem, lending his notes without hesitation. I had taken him for granted, barely noticing his kindness.

After college, he found work as a construction supervisor. The pay was modest, but every time I saw him on social media, he was smiling.

And now, here he was, standing proudly at the altar — balanced on one leg, holding Antonio’s hand as though she was the rarest treasure on earth.

Antonio’s Joy Was Not for Me

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