My Fiancée Wanted to Exclude My Adopted Daughter from the Wedding – When I Found Out Why, My Knees Went Weak

"I don't think Sarah... fits."

Something in me snapped. "What do you mean, she doesn't fit? She's my daughter, Nora."

She sighed. "She doesn't belong in the wedding. In fact... I don't want her there at all."

My jaw set. "You can't be serious. She's my family. She always has been."

"She doesn't belong in the wedding."

Nora's voice dropped lower. "This is my decision. I'm not changing my mind. If you insist, I'll call the whole thing off."

"You're going to throw everything away? For what? Your niece's big moment?"

She shook her head, avoiding my eyes.

"Don't push me, Winston."

I didn't say another word. I stormed past her, grabbed my jacket, and drove straight to Sarah's friend's house. She came to the car, confused, backpack slung over one shoulder.

"You're going to throw everything away? For what?"

"Dad? Aren't we going home?"

I shook my head, managing a smile. "Not yet, honey. How about ice cream for dinner?"

Sarah's eyes widened. "Seriously? On a school night?"

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