The Decisive Battle of Love

Jay and I had a commercial marriage for five years with no ceremony.

My daughter, Tiffany Watsons' only wish before entering the operating room was to see my wedding.

I threatened him with family cooperation and begged him on my knees, and he finally agreed.

But on the wedding day, Tiffany sat in her wheelchair in her little dress until her last breath, never seeing her father's figure.

My phone contact was blocked by him. Yet I saw his first lover, Sherry Lewis's post.

A photo of the two of them at sunrise on an island.