My Daughter Knit My Wedding Dress – Just Hours Before the Ceremony, I Found It Ruined and Knew Exactly Who Did It

On the morning of her wedding, Penny discovers the dress her daughter spent months knitting has been destroyed. With guests downstairs and time slipping away, she must choose whether to confront the past — or protect the future. This is a quiet story of love, sabotage, and the threads that bind us.

There were 23 people in my house that morning, and none of them noticed my daughter crying in the laundry room.

I only found Lily by accident — crouched beside the dryer with her knees pulled to her chest and her face pressed into the sleeve of her sweatshirt.

She was trying to be quiet, the way children learn to be when they don’t want to become another problem for the adults around them.

Her shoulders rose and fell unevenly, and each breath sounded like it hurt.

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