Shame hit me like a lightning bolt. My mom’s tears weren’t of betrayal — they were sorrow, realizing how little I’d trusted her judgment… or Aaron’s heart.
In my rush to protect her, I nearly destroyed her happiness, her peace, and the love she’d finally found. That day taught me something I’ll never forget: love, at any age, deserves a chance. Sometimes guarding those we care about means stepping back and trusting their choices — and sometimes, trusting someone’s heart is the best protection of all.
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