Later, I overheard Mr. Collins firmly telling Rick outside that he was fired for his deceitful scheme.

As I looked back toward the reception hall, filled with laughter and warmth, I realized something profound: blood doesn’t define a father — love does. Dan squeezed my hand and smiled, saying, “Let’s get you back to your wedding, kiddo.” And that’s exactly what we did, surrounded by the people who had always been there for me.