A Wedding Day Surprise That Changed Everything: A Story of Family, Love, and Second Chances
It was the moment I had been waiting for. I was standing at the altar, ready to marry the woman I loved. The chapel was quiet, filled with the soft glow of candlelight. My son, Tim, stood beside me, looking as calm as ever.
Carolyn, my bride, stood before me in a beautiful sleeveless dress, her face hidden behind a delicate veil. I was about to lift it and say “I do” when suddenly, Tim’s voice rang out across the room, halting everything.
“Dad, wait! Look at her shoulder!”
The room froze. My heart skipped a beat as I followed his gaze, wondering what he had seen. Tim’s voice, filled with uncertainty, cut through the tension.
“Dad… look at her shoulder!”
I glanced down, spotting a tan-colored birthmark shaped vaguely like a butterfly on Carolyn’s right shoulder. It was the same mark Tim had mentioned earlier— on a girl in his class named Emma.
“Tim, this isn’t the time,” I whispered, hoping to end the conversation and move on with the ceremony.
