My Dad Took Credit for Paying for My Wedding During His Toast – but It Was My Stepfather Who Paid for Everything

The reception hall shimmered under strands of fairy lights, casting a warm, golden glow over the happiest day of my life. The air was soft with jazz, laughter floated around the room, and everything felt like a dream. My new husband was chatting at the bar, my mother was dabbing her eyes with a tissue,…