My whole family was happy when my father remarried at 60 to a woman 30 years younger. But on their wedding night, a strange scream echoed from the bedroom, and what I saw left me speechless…

My father was holding a huge bouquet of flowers he had prepared for her; he had planned a romantic surprise, but he tripped on the old rug, knocking everything to the floor. Larissa had fallen onto the bed, screaming in fright, but immediately began to laugh nervously. My father, blushing and laughing at the same time, apologized as he helped her up.

At that moment I understood: all the fear and drama I had imagined was just proof of their love. Despite the age difference, despite so many years of loneliness, they were finally happy, and their life together was just beginning.

That night, after picking up the flowers and easing the laughter, we all sat down in the living room, relieved. The scream that initially terrified us turned into a funny story we would laugh about for years. My father and Larissa slept in each other’s arms, and for the first time in a long time, the house felt whole again.