My Son Sent a Gift to a Stranger Overseas – He Had No Idea He’d Be Walking down the Aisle with Her Years Later

When I finally told Luna, she was happy for me, even though I’d taken something that could’ve rightfully been hers.”

I didn’t know what to say. It was tender, heartbreaking, and somehow… perfect. What began as a gesture of kindness from my son had become something much deeper: a love story built on borrowed hope.

“She wants to walk with him today,” Chenda said softly.

“To place my hand in his. To thank him for giving her a reason to survive.”

“Does my son know the truth?”

“I already told him everything,” she added with a small smile. “He was upset at first… and quiet.

But then he said none of it changed how he felt. That he loved me… and he meant it.”

I pulled Chenda into my arms, both of us sobbing.

The ceremony was the most beautiful thing I’d ever witnessed.

Traditional music filled the small community center.

Guests stood, turning toward the entrance.

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