Just before my son proposed, my little niece knocked the ring away and shouted: “Stop! This isn’t real!”

Just before my son proposed, my little niece knocked the ring away and shouted: “Stop! This isn’t real!”

Just before my son proposed to me, my little niece knocked over the ring and screamed: “STOP! THIS ISN’T REAL!”

My son Julien had finally decided to commit. I was relieved: he was my only child, and I wanted to be sure he wouldn’t end up alone—especially with my fragile health. What he didn’t know was that I had barely twelve months left to live…

The engagement ceremony had been carefully planned in an elegant setting, with lush floral arrangements and a live orchestra. At the center of it all: his future bride, a striking woman with jet-black hair. The atmosphere was magical.

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