When My Parents Rejected My Disabled Fiancé, Instead of Fighting I Got Revenge

Cherished Moments

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One evening, as I lay on the couch, I felt a gentle flutter. It was our baby’s first kick. My heart swelled with a love so profound, it was almost overwhelming. I placed Jacob’s hand on my belly, both of us sharing the miraculous sensation. It was a moment of pure magic, yet I couldn’t help but wish I had my parents by my side to share it. These were moments to live for.

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