Letter To Daughter On Wedding Day の小説・ストーリー

If my father thought I was going to give up on getting married, it’s because he doesn’t know the daughter he has. — Congratulations on the grades. – says my father, analyzing my report card. — Now all that’s left is college… — Here it is. - I say, delivering my letter of approval at the University of Barcelona for the Law course. He opens , showing all the satisfaction in reading my letter. — Now you can give the blessing for my marriage. — Yes, Dalia. - says my father taking off his reading glasses.

I said confidently while trembling inside. The guests clapped and dad took the microphone again and said " I know that my daughter hasn't been trained to handle the company. I will still be right here behind her to guide and teach her until he mastered everything, however, I need someone who will help her to handle Madden Realty Group. That's why I am announcing the wedding of my daughter with Zachary Laurier" Dad shouted to everyone. My eyes widened. What the fuck? "Daddy-" I was about to say something when Zach approaches me.

I smile, take the letter, and read. “My dearest girl, I’m sorry I can’t be there on one of your biggest days. But I’ll have a front-row seat in heaven, watching. I left you my mother’s necklace, given to me on my wedding day, and now it’s yours, with her wisdom: ‘Marriage won’t always be easy or fun, but with the right person, it’ll always be worth it.’ That was true with your father and me—I hope it is for you and your man. I love you, my daughter, with all my heart. Your loving mother.” Tears roll down both our faces by the end. “Mom,” she whispers, staring at the necklace.

“Whatever you decide to do today, we’re behind you. If you want to turn this into a telenovela scene, I will be the first one to clap.” My throat tightened as I struggled not to cry. God, I didn’t deserve them. “Thank you, guys,” I whispered. I unlocked my phone and hit play on the video one last time. The sound was muted.I let it play until the end, my jaw set, then locked the screen and set the phone down. A knock sounded at the door, drawing my attention to the present. “Come in,” I called, my voice even. The door opened, and my father stepped inside.For a moment, we just stared at each other. He looked proud, the way fathers were supposed to on their daughter’s wedding day. But all I fel

The next day, I placed a divorce agreement and a declaration of severed ties in her study. Who was going to Harrington with you? Aside from being accepted to Northbridge University, my daughter had also received an offer from a top university overseas. "Dad, will you regret it?" One week later at the airport, my daughter sat in a wheelchair and asked softly, "You were married to Mom for so many years. Now you're separating all at once." "Then will Nora regret it?" I asked her in return. "You're still so young, and you're about to go study overseas alone with Dad."

What will people think about me huh. "Okay, but always remember that i love you and the kids don't forget that." "Stop confusing me Lucas, leave me alone. If you love me you will not marry Kate tomorrow, upon all that i said you still went on marrying her Lucas. I wish you all the best, i said and walk pass him." WEDDING DAY... LUCAS P.O.V Are you done son, hurry up we don't want to be late. "I'm almost done Dad."

Eden replied seriously. "Good, very good." Dad wrapped his arms around me and took a deep breath. "Helen, you will always be my little girl in my eyes.I never thought that this day would come so quickly and now I don't want you to leave me.Tears welled up in my eyes when I heard my father's voice tremble. "Dad, nothing in the world will stop me from being your daughter.Besides, I'll visit you from time to time even after I get married."

I whispered, my voice barely audible, and overwhelmed by fear. "Damien isn't coming. And mom... She's still not here." My father, who had been trying to maintain his calm demeanor, furrowed his brows as he exchanged a glance with the ushers nearby. His jaw tightened. " I'll go find her," he said sharply, already taking a step toward the door. " No," I interrupted, stepping in his path. " Dad, wait." His eyes softened slightly, but his concern was obvious. " Myla, this is your wedding day. You shouldn’t be running around like this. Let me handle it.”

“But… despite everything, you’re still my father.” His expression froze. I swallowed, gripping the phone a little tighter. “I just wanted you to know that. Even if you never saw me as your daughter the way you should have… you are my father.” His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. His fingers, once curled into tight fists, loosened. For the first time in my life, Edmund Hart looked… small. “I’m getting married,” I continued, my tone steady but kind. “I have a beautiful son. And I will never let him grow up the way I did.”

It was a video of David, “It is with great happiness that I announce my son's wedding this coming Saturday. A grand yet special occasion. My Son will be marrying the love of his life, Dora Marcel, Daughter of Joseph Marcel commonly known as the Don. Their encounter was truly a magical one. Everyone is invited to this special day to join us as we rejoice and hopefully, the young woman’s father will not miss this day for the sake of his only daughter” By the time the video ended, The Don was angry,