My DIL Laughed at the Pink Wedding Dress I Sewed for Myself – She Never Expected My Son to Step In

He raised his glass. “To my mom. To pink.

To joy.”

The room erupted. Glasses clinked. And someone shouted, “Hear, hear!” I blinked fast, but the tears still came.

Emily’s face turned bright red.

“I was just joking,” she mumbled, laughing nervously.

But nobody was laughing with her. And she knew it.

The rest of the evening felt like a celebration in the truest sense. People weren’t just smiling…

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