After losing my husband, Mark, in a tragic car accident, I never thought I’d love again. Raising our four children alone became my entire world—until I met Harry, a gentle, steady dentist who made me smile again. Six months later, he proposed, and I joyfully said yes. That night, I invited him to dinner to meet my kids. But the moment he walked in, everything changed. My children froze. The air grew heavy. Then my eldest son, Jake, whispered, “Mom… you can’t marry him.”