My Ex’s New Wife Shoved My Daughter out of a Family Photo at Her Wedding and Yelled, ‘You’re Not My Family!’

Natalie cut her off again, louder. “Just stop crying and go find your mom. You’re making a scene at my wedding.”

I felt something hot and protective rise in my chest so fast it scared me because I wasn’t looking at a wedding anymore.

I was looking at a grown woman humiliating my five-year-old daughter. No one was going to treat my child like that. I stepped between them without raising my voice.

“That’s enough! Sophie, come here, baby.”

My daughter ran to me immediately, and I lifted her into my arms. Only then did I look at Natalie, and her face wasn’t embarrassed or guilty; it was annoyed, like Sophie was a stain on her dress.

Natalie didn’t even try to lower her tone. “Why is she still here? Who thought it was a good idea to bring her to my wedding?”

“She’s here because Eric asked for her,” I said evenly.

Natalie scoffed. “Well, he shouldn’t have. This is my day.

I’m not having someone else’s child in my wedding photos.”

I stared at her in disbelief. She pointed at Sophie as if she were a stranger. “She’s not my blood,” Natalie hissed.

“She’s not my family. I don’t want people looking at my wedding pictures and seeing THAT.”

I couldn’t believe a grown woman was saying this about a child. “That?” I repeated.

“You mean a five-year-old girl who happens to be your husband’s daughter?”

Natalie stepped closer, her voice rising. “I mean a reminder that he had a life before me. I don’t care what promises he made.

She doesn’t belong at the center of my wedding day.”

Sophie buried her face in my shoulder and started crying harder, and my hands went cold but my voice stayed steady. “Okay,” I said quietly. “We’re leaving right now.”

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