I Lost My Fifth Child After My Husband Left Me for My Younger Sister – At Their Wedding, My 9-Year-Old Daughter Did Something He Never Expected

I stood immediately.

“Where is she?”

“The garden bench. Ryan went after her.”

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I pushed through the doors leading outside.

Amelia sat alone on a bench holding the white candle in both hands.

Ryan was beside her.

He still wore his suit jacket.

The bright flower pinned to his lapel looked almost ridiculous considering the expression on his face.

Neither noticed me at first.

“You told me you understood the candle,” Ryan said softly.

Amelia stared down at it.

“No, Dad. You asked if I understood what it meant.”

Ryan frowned.

“That’s different.”

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