“If you marry him, you’re no longer my daughter.” Those were the last words my father said before walking out of my life. I chose love over approval—Lucas, a kind carpenter with a big heart but little money.
When I got pregnant, my father disowned me, convinced I was throwing my life away. Lucas and I built a new life from nothing.
It was hard—especially when our expected twins turned out to be triplets—but full of love and determination. Slowly, his carpentry business grew,
