I Married a Janitor to Spite My Wealthy Dad — When My Dad Came to Speak with My Husband, He Fell to His Knees at His Words
As Ethan’s father, Andrew, took my father’s hand, it felt like years of silence and bitterness melted away. For so long, their lives had been bound by mistakes, but in that quiet moment of reconciliation, they found a glimmer of peace. Ethan slipped his hand into mine, and we stood together, watching the two men…