I Adopted a Silent Little Boy After Losing My Children – on My Wedding Day, He Spoke for the First Time, Revealing a Shocking Truth

Noah made a small sound — half gasp, half sob.

“He’s making this up,” Ethan said, glaring at me. “He’s trying to ruin this. He’s disturbed, Claire.

You know he has issues.”

I shoved Ethan’s hands off my son and pulled Noah behind me.

“Noah doesn’t lie,” I hissed. “And you don’t get to touch him like that. Ever.”

Ethan’s eyes flicked to the watching guests, the bridesmaids, and the groomsmen.

His expression softened like flipping a switch.

“Stop.”

My heart slammed against my ribs.

Noah’s fingers were fisted in the back of my dress.

I turned slightly. “Sweetheart, are you sure?”

He nodded once.

I looked back at Ethan. “The wedding’s canceled.”

His face darkened.

“Claire, don’t do this.”

“He’s manipulating you.”

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