For Years, My Husband Held Me Responsible—Then on Our Son’s 18th Birthday, His Speech Silenced Everyone

eventually,” Liam went on, steadying himself, “I realized the problem was never me.” He looked directly at Greg. “It was the dream you refused to let go of.”

Greg finally found his voice. “It’s not that I didn’t love you—”

“I know,” Liam said, cutting him off gently but firmly. “But love isn’t something people are supposed to have to guess at.”

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