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May 13, 2026

Part 2: The Locket at the Altar

The groom’s mother stared into the open locket as if the past had just entered the room.

Inside was a tiny photo of the groom holding a newborn baby.

On the other side was one engraved word.

“Mine.”

The bride covered her mouth.

The little girl looked down at her stuffed bunny.

“My mommy said to find him,” she whispered. “She said he would know my necklace.”

The groom took a step back, breathing hard.

“That’s impossible,” he said. “They told me she lost the baby.”

His mother’s face broke.

The room turned cold.

The bride slowly looked at him.

“Who told you?”

The groom’s mother lowered her eyes.

Silence filled the hall.

The little girl clutched the bunny tighter, not understanding why adults were crying.