My fiancé was much older than me, but he was a very good man, loved me immensely, did everything for me not to feel the age difference. He went to America, and we got engaged.
But my mother kept telling me that I had to break up with this man because he was like my grandfather to me. My father died a long time ago, but I am sure that if he were alive, he would respect my decision.
Still, my mother convinced me to go through with it, and we broke up.
Then, after a while, very accidentally I get my mother’s phone, and I see that my mother and my ex-fiancé are communicating very warmly and making plans for the future.