Antonio looked radiant. Her eyes shone with the light of someone completely at peace. Her smile was calm, warm, and sure.
Gone was the woman who once cried over my rejection. This woman stood tall — proud of the man beside her, not caring about the suit on his back or the salary in his bank account.
“Lost a leg but never his spirit.”
“Works hard, sends money home to his parents every month.”
“Saved for years to buy land and build a home for her.”
“Loyal, honest, respected by everyone here.”
Their words cut deeper than I expected.
The Moment I Saw What I Had Lost
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