Thirteen years ago, my wedding day turned into chaos when my groom, Ed, thought it would be funny to shove my face into the cake during the reception. Everyone gasped, and I was left humiliated, my dress and makeup ruined.
Before I could even react, my protective older brother, Ryan, stormed over and did the same thing to Ed, telling him, “This is how you just made Lily feel.” He then asked me to think carefully about whether I wanted to spend my life with someone who didn’t respect me. Ed stormed out, leaving the reception in shock.
The next day, Ed came home full of regret. He apologized with tears in his eyes, realizing how deeply he had hurt me. Over time, I forgave him, and he never repeated that mistake again.
Today, Ed and I have two wonderful kids, and he treats me with love and respect. I’m sharing this now on Ryan’s birthday — because heroes don’t always wear capes. Sometimes, they wear suits and make sure no one ever disrespects their little sister.
