There are moments in life when time seems to stop — when words fall like stones and the air goes still around you. That’s how it felt the day my father looked at me across a glittering ballroom and said, without a hint of hesitation, “You are this family’s mistake.”
My name is Sofía Gaviria, and that afternoon at my brother’s wedding became the turning point I never expected — a day that tore open old wounds but also freed me from the shadow of a family built on pride, money, and illusion.
