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My Son Took the Microphone at the Wedding I Paid For and Thanked His “Real Mother.” I Stayed Silent. What I Did Next Would Change Everything.
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I nodded politely while my bank account sat empty.
“Thanks for coming,” he said.
Ashley stopped me at the door.
“We’re looking at houses after the honeymoon,” she said. “We know you have more savings.”
I told her I had spent everything.
She smiled.
“A woman your age doesn’t need much money,” she said. “Think of it as an investment.”
That night, I sat alone in my apartment, still wearing my coral dress, surrounded by photos of a life that suddenly felt like a lie.
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