A 20-year-old woman was in love with a man over 40. The day she brought him home to meet her family, her mother ran up to hug him—and it turned out he was none other than…

My mother pulled me close, sobbing.
“I’m so sorry… I never imagined…”

I said nothing. My tears spoke for me—bitter, heavy, impossible to stop.

We sat together for a long time that day. It was no longer a moment to introduce a boyfriend, but a reunion of souls separated for more than two decades.

And I… a daughter who found her father and lost her first love in the same moment… could only sit in silence as the tears kept falling.