Weddings are supposed to be celebrations of joy — milestones that bring families together in laughter, love, and promise. My sister’s wedding began that way. The ceremony was beautiful, the reception dazzling. For a few blissful hours, it seemed like nothing could disturb the happiness around us.
But then my father, pale and trembling, took my hand in his and whispered words that shattered everything: “Get in the car. Now.”
A Perfect Beginning
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