When my daughter Vanessa asked me to pay for her wedding, I refused. “No,” I said calmly. “I already helped you buy a house.” Her response cut deeper than I expected: “You’ll die before spending all your money anyway!”
That night, her fiancé Marcus called, his voice trembling. “Arthur, she said she’ll leave me if I don’t convince you to pay. But that’s not why I’m calling. I think she’s in trouble.”