I questioned if I ever truly knew my granddaughter. Her decision felt like a slap in the face. The money, while significant, wasn’t the main issue. It was the fact that she had led me to believe I’d be a part of her wedding day, only to exclude me entirely.
Now, I sit here, wondering where I went wrong. I still love Lily, but our relationship will never be the same. Trust, once broken, is hard to mend. My heart aches for the bond we used to share, and I can only hope that one day she will understand the depth of my disappointment and hurt.
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