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

As the ceremony began, Antonio walked toward the altar, her hand resting gently in Emilio’s. There was no hesitation, no self-consciousness.

I remembered the days when Antonio was almost afraid to stand too close to me in public, worried that her simple clothes would embarrass me. And yet here she was — walking proudly beside a man with one leg, her face radiant with joy.

That was the moment I realized the truth: she had found a happiness I could never give her.

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