EMMAI was still standing beside Williams on the small stage at the reception, my hand tightly clasped in his, his father, Mr. Sinclair slowly rose from his seat after Ava’s speech. The room grew quiet with anticipation. Mr. Sinclair looked frailer than he had at the ceremony, but his eyes shone with pride and love as he raised his glass toward us.“My son,” he began, his voice warm but slightly shaky with emotion. “Williams, from the day you were born, I knew you were destined for greatness. Not because of what you would achieve in business, but because of the kind of man you would become…honest, loyal, and full of heart. Today, you have chosen Emma, and I could not be more proud.”He turned his gaze to me, his eyes softening.“Emma, my dear girl… from the first time Williams brought you home, I saw how you looked at him. With respect. With love. With the kind of quiet strength that every marriage needs. You have brought light into my son’s life, and into our family. I bless this un
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