But on the wedding night, a strange scream echoed from the bedroom, and what I saw left me…
My father, Antônio Ferreira, had been alone for over twenty years after my mother passed away, dedicating himself entirely to raising my sister and me. When he finally remarried at 60 — to Larissa, a kind, gentle accountant thirty years younger — our family was surprised, cautious, and eventually supportive. Their wedding was small and…