My stepdaughter arrived at my second wedding in a wedding dress to steal the show – but what my daughter did made her shout, "You had no right!"

I especially didn't want them to see the price they would have to pay to stay.

After seeing me like that for so long, she ended up becoming fiercely protective of me.

Leo, however, is different.

He is kind and has a tender heart, in a way that the world does not always reward.

And that's precisely why his wife, Lauren, targeted him.

I don't say that lightly.

I spent years watching his wife burn him alive under the spotlights she shone on herself.

His wife, Lauren, targeted him.

But today, there was no question of those little wars that I had learned to avoid.

Today it was Thomas.

Thomas, who looks at me as if I myself had hung the moon in the sky.

Thomas, who offers me — at fifty-two years old — the fairy tale that I was deprived of in my youth.

I knew Lauren was going to try something.

I had prepared myself for something flashy, but I had underestimated how far she would go.

Today it was Thomas.

This is the moment I was talking about earlier — the moment when the doors opened and I believed that nothing could touch me.

The moment Lauren walked in, wearing a floor-length, beaded white wedding dress.

The room fell into a horrified silence.

I heard everyone around me holding their breath, like a breath of wind.

My son looked mortified beside him.

The room fell into a horrified silence.

His head was bowed, his face was pale, his hands were visibly trembling, even from where I was standing.

I leaned towards my daughter and whispered the only thing I could manage to say.

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