On my wedding day, minutes before saying “I do,” Ryan’s mother handed me a letter. It was from my birth mom—written decades ago—saying she never wanted to give me up. Dana had hidden it all my life, and revealed it now to tell me I wasn’t “worthy” of her son.
So I said “I don’t.”
I made her read the letter aloud in front of everyone. Ryan looked stunned—but he’d always let her control everything. That wouldn’t change.
I walked out.
I stayed with a friend, met someone kind, and began searching for my real mom. I found Elena. She cried the moment she saw me. We’re healing together now.
Ryan emailed once. I never replied.
That day didn’t break me. It saved me.
Love should never silence you. It should welcome all of you.
