Six months later, we got married.
My kids were against it.
My daughter, Claire, said,
“Dad, you barely know her.
My son, Daniel, didn’t even go to the wedding.
I got mad at them.
I thought they just refused to accept that I could still be happy.
For the first few months, Vanessa was wonderful. We were traveling, going to restaurants and spending the afternoons sitting together on the terrace.
I really thought life had given me a second chance.
But a year later, she changed.
At first it was small things.
He began to criticize my clothes, my way of walking and even my friends.
In front of the guests, he joked:
“You have to explain everything to Richard three times. Age is already taking its toll.
Everyone laughed.
I was smiling too.