The mood of the reception, once tainted by Charlotte’s harsh joke, had transformed. A few guests began to clap, slowly at first, then more enthusiastically. It was as if Noah’s spontaneous speech had reminded everyone of the event’s true purpose—celebrating love and family.

Daniel approached us, his expression one of contrition and affection. “I’m sorry, Sarah,” he said softly, acknowledging the sting of Charlotte’s words with a look of regret. “And thank you, Noah. You’ve reminded me of what’s really important today.”