My Dad Took Credit for Paying for My Wedding During His Toast — But It Was My Stepfather Who Actually Paid
The reception hall shimmered under strands of fairy lights, casting a warm golden glow over the happiest day of my life. Soft jazz floated through the air, laughter danced around the room, and everything felt like a dream. My new husband chatted at the bar, my mother dabbed her eyes with a tissue, and Daniel—my…