When my parents spent nearly $60,000 on my sister’s wedding, I was genuinely happy for her.
I didn’t question their decision or feel envious — not until my turn came and they handed me just $2,000, along with my mother’s casual remark: “You’re older now; you can handle things yourself.” Something quietly changed inside me then. I didn’t argue or sulk. Instead, I chose peace — planning a small, heartfelt wedding without expecting much from anyone.
My sister laughed at my modest plans, calling them “cheap” and “embarrassing.” I didn’t bother defending myself. What she didn’t know was that the luxurious venue she’d once boasted about — the same one my parents had paid a fortune to rent — actually belonged to my fiancé’s aunt. And she had offered it to us as a wedding gift, free of charge.
On our wedding day, my parents arrived bracing for a low-budget setup – folding chairs, minimal decorations, maybe …
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