From Orphanage to Altar—Then a Stranger Arrived With a Truth That Shook Our Marriage

Daniel nodded, crying openly now.

“I don’t expect forgiveness,” he said. “Only a chance—if you ever want one.”

Noah looked at me. I squeezed his hand.

“We can take it slow,” Noah said finally. “That’s all I can offer.”

Daniel smiled through his tears.

“That’s more than I deserve.”

Later, after Daniel left, Noah pulled me into his arms.

“I was afraid,” he admitted. “But I’m not anymore.”

I kissed his forehead.

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