My mom got married. I should be happy for her. She found love again. But there was just one little issue… I had NEVER met him! I didn’t even get a wedding invite! Her actions didn’t make any sense, but I came anyway.
So, it’s the WEDDING DAY… and I saw my mom. She looked perfect in her white dress! My hands were trembling as I walked closer. “OH MY GOD, YOU’RE HERE!” my mom shouted, rushing to hug me. But the moment I saw her man, I froze. Oh no, please… ANYONE BUT HIM!
Late at night, drowning in paperwork dumped by my overbearing boss, I got a call that shattered everything—my mother was getting married, and I wasn’t invited. I didn’t know what hurt more: the secret… or the fear of what—or who—she was hiding.
