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

Writing the Letter

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Sitting at her antique writing desk, Martha took a deep breath. She began penning down her emotions, each word carrying years of guilt and longing. “Dear Sarah,” she wrote, “Every day, we wake up with the realization of how wrong we were.” The letter was a mixture of apologies, love, and hope, a small step towards redemption. It was now time to start mending and healing.

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