Finally I whispered,
« I just want to go home. »
He nodded and drove.
Two days later the invitation arrived.
It was colorful, cheerful, decorated with cartoon palm trees and tropical drinks.
Anyone looking at it would think it had been planned with love.
The morning of the bachelorette party, I stood in the bathroom trying to steady myself before breakfast.
What Brianna didn’t know was that Marcus and I had recently gone through a heartbreaking family experience that we had chosen to keep private.
We had waited to share our happy news with everyone.
Instead, life had taken us in a different direction.
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