Lena always knew that if she told her mother about her plans to marry her beloved as soon as possible, she would be met with fierce opposition. It was inevitable. She had just turned eighteen, and yet she had the audacity to declare that she was ready to marry Adam. He was older, more mature—thirty years old. But that didn’t bother her. In her heart, she knew he was the one.
But her mother, Caroline, saw things very differently. The moment she heard about the engagement, she exploded:
“You’re still just a child! How can you even think about marriage?! You need to finish your studies, build a career, find someone your own age! He will control you, he will ruin your future, and when he gets bored, he’ll leave you!”
Lena stood in silence, swallowing back the lump in her throat. She had hoped, even if just a little, that her mother would try to understand. But instead, she was being treated like a naive little girl who didn’t know what she wanted.
A Mother’s Growing Hatred for Adam
Caroline never even tried to get to know Adam. She loathed him the moment she found out how old he was. In her mind, a man his age had no business courting someone as young as her daughter. It had to be manipulation, it had to be some selfish agenda.
Lena tried to reason with her, telling her about Adam’s kindness, his stability, his career in a prestigious company, and how he was ready to give her a safe and happy life. But her mother just scoffed.
“Love? This isn’t love. This is infatuation. You’re just blinded by the attention, by the gifts, by the illusion of romance!”
Whenever Lena invited Adam over, Caroline made no effort to hide her contempt. She would throw sharp insults, suggest that he “do the right thing” and leave Lena alone, and constantly remind him that she would never accept this marriage.
Adam, despite everything, remained calm. He loved Lena, and that was all that mattered.
But Then Things Got Even Worse…
One evening, Lena couldn’t keep her secret any longer. Her voice trembled as she whispered the words she had been dreading to say:
“Mom… I’m pregnant.”
Caroline froze. For a moment, she didn’t even seem to breathe. Then, like a storm breaking through the sky, she erupted:
“This is his doing! Now he owns you! Your life is ruined!”
Lena flinched at her mother’s words. She had expected disappointment, maybe even tears, but not this overwhelming rage.
Adam was standing beside her, watching the scene unfold. He had known this confrontation was coming, but even he hadn’t expected it to be this bad. Still, he didn’t raise his voice, didn’t argue. He simply took Lena’s hand and said, with unwavering certainty:
“We’re going to be a family, no matter what anyone else says.”
A Night That Changed Everything
A few days later, Adam made a decision. He called Caroline.
“We need to talk. Just the two of us. Without Lena.”
Caroline wanted to refuse, but curiosity won over her pride.
That evening, she arrived at Adam’s house. He was waiting at the door, serious but not hostile.
They sat down at the table.
“I love your daughter,” Adam began. “I don’t want to take her away from you. I don’t want to stop her from chasing her dreams. I want to build a life with her, and I will do everything I can to make sure she is happy.”
Caroline listened, arms crossed, skepticism written all over her face. She didn’t want to believe him.
But there was something in his voice—something genuine.
She let out a long breath.
“I just wanted to protect her,” she admitted. “I was afraid she was making a mistake…”
Adam nodded.
“I understand. But she’s not a little girl anymore. It’s time to let her make her own choices.”
The First Step Toward Reconciliation
Weeks passed.
Then one day, Caroline approached Lena, her voice softer than it had been in a long time.
“I’m sorry. I held on too tightly. I should have trusted you.”
Lena’s eyes filled with tears. This was the moment she had been waiting for.
She threw her arms around her mother and whispered:
“I just wanted you to be by my side.”
And Adam? He simply smiled, knowing that, finally, the walls between them had started to come down.
Sometimes, love takes time to prove itself.
