My wife left me with our six daughters for a rich man—fifteen years later, she showed up at our oldest daughter’s wedding, and what happened next stunned everyone.

He fixed the knot. “You handled the hard part. Today’s about Adele. But I know what it took to get her here.”

I had to blink hard.

“Take care of her.”

“I will.”

The door opened and Lucille walked in like she was heading into a fight.

“I raised six girls.”

“If Maya makes a scene,” she said, “I’m walking outside before I say something I can’t take back.”

Behind her, Shannon appeared in a soft blue dress, twisting her bracelet.

“Dad?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Do I have to hug her?”

The room went quiet.

I put both hands on her shoulders. “No. Nobody gets a hug just because they share blood.”

“Do I have to hug her?”

Her shoulders dropped. “Okay.”

Piper kept asking if everyone had eaten, which meant she hadn’t.

Then the doors opened.

I knew Maya had arrived before I even saw her.

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