A woman doesn’t want her father to walk her down the aisle because she is embarrassed by his wheelchair. However, when she sees him on TV a few days before the wedding, she regrets her decision and changes her mind.
When Lisa Terrell’s mother died when she was just two years old, her father, Edward, took up her care. Caroline Terrell had died in a terrible hurricane that hit their town years ago, demolishing their home and leaving Edward in a wheelchair due to a severe injury.
Nonetheless, nothing could stop Edward from raising Lisa with love and giving her the finest of everything. He was a well-known journalist and began working remotely following his injury to provide for them.
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However, most people in Lisa’s life were unaware she had a father until he paid her a surprise visit at her school one day.
Lisa had always told her friends that her father was too busy to spend time with her, which is why he never attended school functions or parent meetings. However, the reality was that the invitations never made it to Edward since Lisa was embarrassed by him and didn’t want her friends to see him.
She adored him as a youngster, but as she grew up, the image of her father in a wheelchair mortified her and wrecked her relationship with him.
She was confused as she looked at the television and noticed her father sitting alongside the host.
Still, Edward never reneged on his duties. He was always there for his daughter and saved enough money to send her to a top university.
On the other hand, Lisa did not want him by his side. In fact, when she met her boyfriend, Harrison, at university, and they decided to marry after graduation, she didn’t want Edward to be there for the wedding.
As a result, she freaked out when Harrison asked her to invite Edward to dinner at his parents’ place. His parents were wealthy and of the upper crust. What would they think if they saw an elderly man in their home in a wheelchair? Lisa was ashamed by the very thought of it.
However, based on Harrison’s enthusiasm in inviting Edward to dinner, Lisa realized she didn’t have an out this time. So she had to fake a grin and say she’d ask Edward if he was free.
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When Lisa told Edward about the invitation to dinner, he was more than just free. He was overjoyed for Lisa for finding someone who adored her.
On the night of the dinner, he dressed nicely in a suit and Harrison’s family received him warmly. The young man’s parents were impressed that Edward had reared a daughter on his own. Besides, Edward had a wonderful sense of humor, and everyone had a great time at the dinner. Everyone except Lisa, whose cheeks were flushed crimson with shame the entire time since the man in a wheelchair was her father…
A few weeks before the wedding, Lisa made up her mind. She confronted Edward one night over dinner and notified him that he would not be on the wedding guest list.
“Dad, I wanted to talk to you about the wedding,” she began, glancing at her plate and moving her fork around the spaghetti.
“Yes? What exactly is it, honey?” Edward inquired. “Is there something bugging you about the wedding, the expenses? If that’s the case, I have some bonds that we could use. After all, I did keep it for you…”
“No, dad! It’s just that,” Lisa paused for a moment, “Harrison and I intend to hold the wedding here in New York, but the problem is that we’re having it at one of the city’s largest hotels, and… I just thought it would be best if you didn’t attend the event. You know, there would be way too many guests!”
Edward’s smile vanished as he stared at Lisa, speechless. “I – I don’t understand…What’s the problem?”
Lisa sighed and fixed her gaze on him. “Look, Dad, it’s just that… The guests will be exclusive, and they’re all businessmen and high-class people. Imagine a man in a wheelchair walking his daughter down the aisle in front of them… I don’t know…It’s just weird.”
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“A man in a wheelchair is weird?” Edward’s eyes welled up. He couldn’t believe Lisa was indirectly cutting him off the wedding guest list. But he grasped the cue and forced a grin, hiding his tears from her.
“Is that it? Oh, you’re right! After all, this old age is catching up with me,” he said, faking a laugh. “I may not be able to handle such a large gathering. It’s ok – it’s ok!”
“Thanks for understanding, dad,” Lisa said bluntly and went away to her room. Before dissing Edward, she didn’t think twice about all the years of love and care he’d given her, but eventually, she regretted it.
A few days later, she was watching a show titled “American Heroes” on TV when the emcee announced Edward’s name. She was confused as she looked at the television and noticed her father sitting alongside the host.
Soon after, the camera focused on a screen that displayed images of Edward in a wheelchair and the hurricane that had hit their town years before. He turned out to be one of the brave journalists who had managed to save his family and help his neighbors throughout the disaster.
Edward had a solemn expression as he narrated the whole story of how he’d managed to help people, especially his family.
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“I will never forget that day. It was terrible… we lost practically everything,” he explained. “My wife died in the accident, and my daughter was just two years old at the time. As the debris surrounding us fell, I noticed my daughter standing right there…underneath that spot where it was falling.
“I went to save her and took her into my arms, but as I ran, a large section of the ceiling cracked and crashed on my back, causing a spine injury that prevented me from walking again.”
Lisa’s jaw sank to the floor, and her tears welled up when she heard that. “Dad saved me?” she was shocked.
“It was hard for me,” Edward continued. “But you know, you can’t really avoid your fate. So I gathered courage, knowing I just couldn’t give up in life, especially because I know I had a daughter who was now reliant on her father.”
Lisa was utterly embarrassed about herself at this point. She cried after Edward’s interview, cursing herself for being a terrible daughter, and decided to make it up to him.
So on her wedding day, she did walk down the aisle with Edward, but before the wedding ceremony began, she needed to tell the guests something VERY important…
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As she took the microphone near the altar, she approached Edward, who was sitting among the guests, fell on her knees, and hugged him. “I know this is one of the most important days of my life, and I’ve been waiting for it for so long!” she cried, holding his hands in hers. “But none of this would have been possible if my father had not been by my side.”
“Ever since mom passed away, I never saw dad saying even once how hard it was for him to raise me alone. He did have hard days, but he never showed me the slightest hint of it. But what did I do? I was about to remove him from the wedding list because I was embarrassed about him being in a wheelchair. Yes, that’s right!”
“If only I had known that dad is in a wheelchair because he injured his back while saving me, I’d have never ever done that. I have been horrible to the man who loves me the most!”
“So I’d like to apologize to him in front of everyone today. I apologize for being the worst daughter to you, dad,” she said, facing him. “You can hate me for the rest of my life. I am sorry.”
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Edward wasn’t expecting Lisa to own her mistake publicly. He was surprised but at the same time overcome with emotions at seeing his daughter realize her error, so he forgave her.
“Oh, come here,” he cried, embracing her. “Everyone makes mistakes,” he said. “But if you recognize them and work to fix them, you should be forgiven.”
Everyone was moved to tears and applauded the heartwarming reunion.
What can we learn from this story?
- Love and respect your parents because they go above and beyond for you. Liza realized this when she heard her father’s story on TV and apologized to him for being rude.
- Everyone makes mistakes, and if they realize it, they should be forgiven. Edward forgave her daughter when he saw she felt guilty for what she’d done.
I Saw a Little Girl Crying Alone in the Park and Decided to Help Her, Unaware That Our Meeting Would Change My Life — Story of the Day
I saw a little girl crying alone in the park and couldn’t walk away. She was lost, scared, and needed help. I had no idea that one small act of kindness would lead me into a world of wealth, suspicion, and unexpected bonds. What started as a simple rescue soon changed my life forever.
I trudged along the park path, my feet dragging against the gravel. The rejection still rang in my ears, the interviewer’s forced smile, the polite but final “We’ll be in touch.”
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I knew what that meant. I had no savings left, no backup plan. Rent was due in three days, and I had nothing. A lump formed in my throat.
Breathe, Claire, just breathe.
Then, through the quiet rustling of leaves, I heard it—a soft, hiccuping sob. I stopped, scanning the area.
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My eyes landed on a small figure perched on a thick tree branch, her legs dangling.
A little girl, no older than six, clung to the trunk, her cheeks streaked with tears.
I stepped closer, keeping my voice soft. “Hey there, are you okay?”
The little girl sniffled and shook her head. “No. I’m stuck. I can’t get down.”
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She clung to the rough bark, her small hands gripping the tree. I glanced around. No one else was nearby.
“Don’t worry. I’ll help you,” I said.
I reached for the lowest branch, hoisting myself up. The bark scratched my palms, but I climbed higher. The girl watched me, her eyes wide.
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“Hold onto me,” I told her.
She wrapped her arms around my neck. I carefully lifted her, holding her close as I climbed down. My feet hit the ground. I set her down gently and wiped a tear from her cheek.
“There. You’re safe now,” I said.
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She sniffled, wiping her nose on her sleeve. “Thank you.”
“What’s your name?” I asked. “Where’s your mom?”
“Zoe,” she said. “I don’t have a mom.”
I hesitated. “I’m Claire. Where’s your dad?”
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“He’s at work,” she said.
“Who were you here with?” I asked.
“My nanny,” Zoe said. “But I don’t know where she is.”
I frowned. “Do you want to look for her?”
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“No. I just want to go home,” Zoe said.
I sighed. Leaving a lost child alone wasn’t an option. “Alright, let’s go,” I said.
Zoe grabbed my hand and started walking. “My dad is going to be really mad at Mila. He worries about me all the time.”
“Mila is…?” I asked.
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“My nanny. She teaches me French and German,” Zoe said.
“Do you like that?”
She scrunched her nose. “No. She only cares about her fiancé. She flirts with him all the time.”
I laughed. “Who told you that?”
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“Marta. She’s our housekeeper. Mila is her daughter.”
That told me one thing—her dad had money.
“Do you have a husband?” Zoe asked.
“Not yet,” I said.
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“We’re here!” she shouted.
I looked up and nearly gasped. A massive mansion stood before us.
Zoe ran to the gate and started climbing. “Boost me up!”
I hesitated but lifted her. She landed on the other side, unlocked the gate, and pulled me toward the house.
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The moment we stepped inside, voices echoed through the grand hall.
“How could you lose my daughter?!” a man’s deep voice boomed.
“I—I don’t know,” a woman stammered. “She just disappeared.”
“You were supposed to stay at the park and wait for me! Not leave her alone and come back here!” The man’s voice grew sharper.
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“I panicked,” the woman said. Her tone was weak, almost pleading.
“You’re fired the moment Zoe is found. Pray nothing happened to her, or I’ll take you to court,” the man threatened.
“Simon, don’t be so harsh,” an older woman interjected. “Mila made a mistake.”
Zoe’s grip on my hand tightened. She took a deep breath, then let go and ran toward the voice. I followed and stopped at the doorway.
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“Daddy!” Zoe cried.
A tall man with sharp features knelt down and pulled her into his arms. His face softened as he hugged her tightly. His expensive suit wrinkled as he held her close.
The younger woman, standing a few steps away, looked pale. She had the same eyes as the older woman beside her. Mila and Marta, I realized.
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Simon’s relief was brief. His sharp gaze turned to me. His whole body tensed. “Who are you? What were you doing with my daughter?” His voice was hard, demanding.
I raised my hands slightly. “I just brought her home. I was leaving.” I turned toward the door.
“Wait,” Simon called just as I stepped outside. I stopped, my hand hovering over the gate, then slowly turned back to face him.
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“Zoe told me what happened. You helped her down from a tree, then walked her home. I’m sorry for how I reacted. I was scared.”
“It’s fine. I understand,” I said.
“Thank you for bringing her back. How can I repay you? Do you need money?”
I hesitated. “No, I don’t need money… but do you have a job opening?”
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Simon studied me. “Well, there’s a vacant nanny position now. Zoe seems to like you.”
“Really? I’d be grateful.”
“Come inside. Let’s discuss it,” Simon said.
And that’s how I became Zoe’s nanny. She was a wonderful child—bright, curious, and full of energy.
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Every day, she greeted me with a smile and a new story to tell. We played, read books, and made up silly songs.
She asked endless questions about the world, and I answered as best as I could.
When I looked at her, I saw a younger version of myself—hopeful, eager, but a little lost. At times, it felt like she was the daughter I never had.
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Simon and I rarely spoke. In the mornings, he would nod before leaving for work.
In the evenings, he would check on Zoe and retreat to his office. Even so, I could see how much he loved her.
His face softened when she hugged him. His voice was gentle when he tucked her in at night.
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Marta, however, made her disapproval clear. She barely spoke to me, but her cold stares said enough—she believed I had taken Mila’s job.
One evening, Simon texted, asking me to stay late. After tucking Zoe into bed, I went downstairs and found him in the kitchen, his shoulders slumped.
His tie was loosened, his hair slightly messy. His hands gripped a coffee mug.
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“Zoe’s asleep,” I said, stepping into the kitchen.
Simon looked up, his eyes tired. It seemed like he had forgotten I was still there. “Thanks,” he muttered. “Sorry you had to stay late. I’ll pay you extra.”
“It’s fine,” I said. “I love spending time with her. If I didn’t need a job, I’d do it for free.”
Simon gave a small smile. “She likes you too. She asked me if you could be her mom.”
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I blinked. “Oh… that’s surprising.” I studied him for a moment. “Can I ask what happened to her mother?”
Simon’s face darkened. “She passed away during childbirth.” His voice was quiet. “Zoe is all I have left.”
“I’m so sorry,” I said. I didn’t know what else to say.
Simon nodded, looking down at his coffee mug. Then, after a pause, he looked back at me. “I like you too,” he said.
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I froze. “Oh… I—”
“As a person,” he clarified. “You bring light into this house.”
I exhaled. “Thank you. That means a lot.”
We talked for a while. Mostly about Zoe, her favorite books, the silly jokes she told at dinner.
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But the next morning, that feeling was gone. When I arrived at work, Simon stood by the gate. His expression was cold.
My stomach tightened. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re fired,” he said.
I stared. “What? Why?”
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He folded his arms. “I know you stole the jewelry. If you needed money, you could have asked.”
“I didn’t take anything! I swear!” My voice shook.
“Claire, please. It wasn’t just jewelry—it was my wife’s.”
“I have never stolen anything in my life!” Tears burned my eyes.
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“Return it in two days, and I won’t press charges. If not, I’ll call the police.”
“But I didn’t take anything!” I cried.
Simon turned away, shutting the gate behind him.
I stood frozen, my chest tight, my hands trembling. Tears blurred my vision as I gasped for breath.
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My whole world had just crumbled. Simon thought I was a thief. He didn’t believe me. He had shut the gate without a second thought.
I wiped my face with the sleeve of my jacket and glanced up. Zoe stood at the window, her small hands pressed against the glass.
Her eyes were red and swollen, tears streaming down her cheeks. My heart ached.
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I forced a weak smile and waved. She lifted her hand slowly, then pressed her fingers to the glass. I turned and walked away, my legs heavy.
At home, I tore through my tiny apartment, checking drawers, cabinets, and bags. Nothing.
No hidden jewelry. No proof of my innocence. Exhausted, I curled up in my chair and cried myself to sleep.
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A sharp knock startled me awake. I rubbed my swollen eyes and shuffled to the door.
When I opened it, I froze. Zoe and Simon stood outside. He held a large bouquet of flowers.
Zoe nudged Simon’s side. “Say it,” she whispered, looking up at him expectantly.
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Simon let out a slow breath, his grip tightening on the bouquet. “I’m sorry for yesterday,” he said. His voice was quieter than I’d ever heard it. “I shouldn’t have accused you without proof.”
My throat tightened. “I swear, I didn’t take anything,” I said. My voice shook, but I held his gaze.
He nodded. “I know. Marta framed you,” he admitted. “Zoe didn’t believe it, so she searched Marta’s things and found the jewelry. Marta wanted you gone so Mila could have her job back.”
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I let out a breath. “I see. That must have been hard for you to deal with.”
Simon shook his head. “No, I should have listened to you. I should have trusted you.” He held out the bouquet. “I’m sorry for yelling. For everything.”
I hesitated, then took the flowers. “Thank you.”
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Zoe tugged on Simon’s sleeve. “Tell her she’s my nanny again,” she insisted.
Simon met my eyes. “If you still want the job,” he said.
“Of course, I do,” I said without hesitation.
Before I could react, Simon pulled me into a hug. Warmth spread through me. Then Zoe joined in, her small arms wrapping around both of us. I smiled, holding them close.
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