Margaret had been completely right about me all along.

I had spent far too many years foolishly believing that loving someone meant shielding myself and others from painful, uncomfortable truths.

I finally understood that genuine love requires having the courage to speak the absolute truth, even when doing so completely dismantles everything you have built around yourself.

The wedding that I had foolishly assumed would mark the grand beginning of a new chapter ended up serving as the final closing of my past errors.

And strangely enough, that painful disruption turned out to be the greatest, most merciful gift anyone could have ever given me.

It gave me the priceless gift of a fresh second chance.