My son Scott, who had never dated, surprised us by bringing home his girlfriend, Amara. To my shock, they announced they were getting married next week. “Mom, Dad, this is Amara,” Scott introduced with a smile. We were overjoyed but confused by the sudden news.
During dinner, Scott revealed, “Amara and I are getting married next Thursday.” This news was shocking, but we tried to be supportive. However, when I later saw Amara kissing another woman at the mall, I panicked and told Scott. “She’s cheating on you,” I said, heartbroken.
Scott then confessed, “It’s a sham marriage. I’m gay, and Amara is a lesbian. This arrangement benefits us both.” My world shattered as Hank, my husband, stormed out, declaring he no longer had a son.
Despite our initial reactions, I visited Scott and said, “You’re still my son. I’ll need time, but I love you no matter what.” We hugged, both of us in tears, knowing that our family bond would endure despite the challenges
