My In-Laws Demanded I Kick Out My Nephew from Our Wedding Because of His Scars — My Wife Gave Them a Wake-Up Call
Sunlight poured through the chapel’s stained glass, scattering colors along the aisle lined with white roses and candles. I stood at the altar beside my best man and my nine-year-old nephew, Leo, who proudly held the ring box in his small hands. His scars—one across his cheek, another down his arm—didn’t dim him; they made…