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Ethan stood beside me without hesitation.
“She’s right,” he said calmly. “If anyone here has a problem with that, they’re free to leave.”
My husband’s parents couldn’t meet my dad’s eyes. They didn’t argue.
They couldn’t.
Some of their business friends quietly left after the reception. No scenes. Just empty chairs.
My dad stayed right where he was… by my side.
And that was the only thing that mattered.
You don’t get to judge someone by their job or where they come from.
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