My father saw my scars and refused to walk me down the aisle. As I held back tears, a four-star Navy admiral entered, offered his arm, and said, “I know exactly how you earned them, Lieutenant.”

want.”

I looked around the room.

At the sailors whose lives had been changed forever.

At my friends.

At Admiral Cross.

At my mother, who slowly walked toward me with tears in her eyes.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I should have stood beside you long ago.”

It wasn’t enough to erase the past.

But it was an honest beginning.

I smiled.

“No.”

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