A ripple of surprise spread through the crowd, a shift from skepticism to intrigue. Even the whispers that had been so harsh moments ago seemed to dissolve, replaced by an attentive silence. I felt a weight lift off my shoulders, the warmth of Caroline’s unexpected endorsement washing over me.

She continued, her words cascading like a gentle rain. “When I married into this family, I wore a dress chosen by my mother. It was expensive, perfect in every way… yet it was never mine. I see now the courage and authenticity in your choice. You have brought something precious to our family: a reminder to value things beyond their superficial worth.”Michael’s grip on my hands tightened, a silent affirmation of his support and pride. I blinked back tears, unable to believe the turn of events. Caroline, my stern mother-in-law who had always seemed unapproachable, was offering me acceptance in the most unexpected manner.