The wedding dress my fiancée bought with her late mother was thrown into the pool—when my sister mocked her, what I did next shattered my family forever.
—Mom didn’t let me come with them, he said. “Andrés picked me up.”
I hugged him.
—Thank you for being here.
The ceremony took place at a modest hacienda, surrounded by bougainvillea, white chairs, and soft guitar music. There were no extravagant details. Only people who truly wanted us happy.
