I thought my parents canceled my engagement party because money was tight. Then I saw the same venue booked for my sister’s birthday.

I placed the folder in the middle of the table.

Dad frowned. “What is that?” Parenting

I met his eyes directly. “Proof.”

Mom’s smile became tight. “Emily, don’t start drama.”

I opened the folder and pushed the first page toward my father. It was a copy of the venue contract for Ashley’s birthday dinner, already paid in full by my parents.

Then I set another document beside it.

My father’s expression changed immediately.

Because that second document revealed who owned The Willow House.

Daniel Brooks.

My quiet, humble fiancé. Marriage