At a big birthday party, visitors laughed at a modestly clothed girl and her mother until a wealthy man noticed.

vid

Single mother Seraphina Holt reared Amara. The 33-year-old was married to Elias Holt, a miner who died in a mine collapse with his comrades.

Following her high school crush, she had loved the stubborn man for life. Amara arrived before marriage, but they married quickly to please their relatives.

After losing his geologist career, Elias became a miner, which Seraphina always disapproved of. She regularly battled with him about it being too dangerous. Elias said that income supported them.

Seraphina resented him for years after his apparent death. “I pleaded with you to stop,” she said when he remembered.

Their three-year-old daughter was fatherless after the catastrophe two years ago. Seraphina stayed single to support Amara.

Life was hard after Elias’s meager savings ran out. Even with few resources, Seraphina managed to feed herself and her children.

They lived that way until fate changed everything. A wealthy classmate invited the entire class to her opulent birthday party, announced by her butler, when Amara had ended kindergarten.

Miss Celeste Moreau will throw a grand new year birthday party. He remarked, “You’re all welcome, but there’s a catch,” as the excitement subsided. “All outfits must be purchased from the Moreau boutique, with special discounts.”

When Seraphina returned home, Amara told her. Everyone’s going, mom! I must be there!” she exclaimed. “We need a store-bought dress.”

“Of course, sweetheart,” Seraphina smiled, hiding her fear.

She only got $100 from her café morning shift. “It’ll work out,” she said, following Amara.

However, the boutique prices dashed her dreams. Each dress exceeded her budget by five. They went discreetly as others grabbed the expensive outfits.

Although defeated, Seraphina refused to surrender. She bought fabric that matched the boutique’s outfits and sewed it at home.

“Just wait, my love, you’ll have a beautiful dress,” she said.

She worked all night and produced beautiful results. “Thanks, Mom! It’s perfect!” Amara smiled at her mother’s workmanship. “I can’t wait to show everyone.”

But the wealthy youngsters and their parents laughed at them when they arrived at the party.

A glittering-dressed girl said, “Did she make that dress?” It appears homemade.”

A nearby mother grinned, “Couldn’t afford the real thing, I guess.”

Another parent laughed, “That fabric’s practically from a craft store!” The subtle yet hurtful criticism of Amara’s handcrafted clothing hurt.

Amara cried and raced aimlessly until she hit a sleek silver limousine at the entryway.

Dazed, she watched the driver leap out and yell. He quieted after the passenger left.

A sharp-dressed 40-year-old man inspected Amara for injuries before speaking.

“Careful, little one,” he murmured in a strangely familiar voice. Behind her, she heard her mother.

“Elias?” Lady Seraphina gasped. When he saw her, the man sprang up, his eyes wide. “Is it really you?” she approached.

“Sera?” After being surprised, he called Amara by name.

The three were instantly embraced, immersed in joy. Her husband was presumed deceased five years before. Dear Amara, this is your dad!

“I’ve found you at last!” he exclaimed.

What happened? Where have you been? Seraphina hugged as she asked.

Let’s enter. He said he was giving a colleague’s daughter a gift. We’ll talk there.”

“We can’t go back in, Elias,” Seraphina said. “Not after how they treated us.”

“Tell me,” he advised.

Elias brought his family back to the party hall after hearing the ridicule. He stood tall in their defense as the parents sneered again.

She may not wear nice clothes like your kids, but our daughter was reared with kindness and heart. You and others with shallow souls need help.”

Nobody dared reply. Elias’s presence intimidated any who may have. He took Seraphina and Amara home to reunite.

Elias wore a coworker’s jacket during the mining tragedy. Though unconscious, he survived a falling rock and lost his memories. His friend’s documents identified him as a familyless man, so no one visited him in the hospital.

Though his memory returned slowly, Seraphina and Amara had moved. “The bank took our home,” she cried.

Elias started a mining company to find them and became a fortune.

Once reunited, he vowed to make up for lost time. He relocated Seraphina and Amara into his penthouse to reconnect with his daughter and reestablish their family.