All I wanted was for my mom to meet my fiancée. But when Nancy walked through the door, Mom froze like she’d seen a ghost. “You cannot marry this woman,” she said, her voice trembling with rage. Then she dropped a bombshell: Nancy looked exactly like the woman who destroyed our family — the woman my father had an affair with before his death.

I was stunned. My dad had died speeding to see his mistress. Mom had always kept the details vague, but now I knew the truth. Nancy looked at Mom with horror and whispered, “It wasn’t me. It was my twin sister, Lena.” We stood there in stunned silence as Nancy explained. Identical twins — same face, opposite lives. While Nancy built a career as a teacher, Lena chased married men and left chaos behind.

Nancy showed Mom a photo from last Christmas — her and Lena side by side. Mom gasped. “It’s her. That’s the face I’ll never forget.” But then Nancy told us how she’d cut Lena off after the funeral. “She laughed when I asked her to show respect. That’s when I knew she was gone to me,” Nancy said, through tears.

Inside, Mom studied Nancy carefully. “You knew nothing?” she asked. “Nothing,” Nancy said. “Not until I saw your face.” After a long pause, Mom finally softened. “You’re not her. And I won’t punish you for someone else’s sins.”

Later that night, Mom smiled and said, “You have my blessing. But if Lena ever comes near, you call me first.” Nancy nodded. “Deal.”