Crimes in the Name of Love

The day before my wedding, my so-called friend Joel Sanford got behind the wheel and killed my dad. It wasn’t some tragic accident—he was reckless and my dad ended up paying the price.

And as if that wasn’t enough, his fiancée didn’t just stand by him; she went ahead and posted their marriage certificate online, like they had nothing to be ashamed of.

I couldn’t just let it slide. I took Joel to court and even showed up at their wedding to demand justice.

I wanted him to pay for what he had done. But instead of getting support, I was humiliated.