If someone had told me three years ago that I would one day be married to my father-in-law, I would have laughed and called it madness. But life has a strange way of twisting stories, and mine took a turn that even I still find hard to explain.It all began when I started dating his son.
We were young, in love, and I truly believed he was the man I would grow old with. I met his family early on, and that’s when I first saw his father. He was polite, reserved, and seemed to respect boundaries. At least, that’s what I thought.Months passed, and my relationship with his son started to feel different. To read more,click here
