The day Danielle officially joined our family as Xavier’s wife, I couldn’t help but reflect on everything that had happened.
Standing in the beautifully decorated venue, I watched her walk down the aisle, radiant and glowing with happiness.
Xavier’s face lit up the moment he saw her, and it was clear that he’d found his match.
A year earlier, I never would have imagined this moment.
I’d been so sure Danielle was the scammer who had hurt my friend’s son, and I had let that fear cloud my judgment. Locking her in the basement was extreme—something we all joked about now—but it had almost cost me the opportunity to know a truly remarkable woman.
