She had invited the whole family for her 60th birthday. The living room was full of relatives, laughter, and the smell of home-cooked food. For a while, everything felt normal. My husband and I sat together, watching our son play with his cousins.
Then, as everyone gathered to take photos, my mother-in-law looked at me and said loudly enough for the entire room to hear:
A few people laughed awkwardly. Others looked down. My heart sank.
The implication was clear — that I had married her son for security, that my worth was tied to luck rather than love. I had heard similar comments before, though never said so openly. Usually, I stayed quiet and smiled through the sting.
But before I could even react, my husband stood up.
The Moment He Spoke
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