At 45, my mom finally found love again, and I wanted to be happy for her—until I met Aaron, her 25-year-old fiancé. Something felt off. I was shocked, suspicious, and convinced he was using her. Determined to protect her, I pretended to support the relationship while secretly looking for dirt. But Aaron was charming, polite,
and gave me no reason to doubt him—until I found locked papers revealing debt in his name and a property bought under hers.I stormed the wedding with the documents, exposing everything… only to find out the truth:
the debt was from Aaron helping my mom buy me a surprise gift—my dream restaurant. He even planned to work for free as her pastry chef. My accusations shattered the moment. My mom was heartbroken. I’d been,
so focused on protecting her that I didn’t see how much she and Aaron cared—for each other, and for me.In trying to save her, I almost lost her.