During My Wedding Vows, My Stepmom Removed My Veil, Placed It on Her Own Head, and Said, ‘This Was Supposed to Be Mine Anyway’ – What My Father Did Next Made Everyone Gasp

“Hannah—”

“No.”

I pointed toward the veil.

“You couldn’t let me have one day.”

Regina looked around the room desperately.

She wanted support.

Sympathy.

Validation.

She found none.

Dad held out his hand.

“Take it off.”

For a second I thought she’d refuse.

Instead she ripped it from her head.

“If I take this off, don’t expect me back.”

Dad didn’t hesitate.