“What mistake?”
“You assumed I was desperate.”
His expression hardened.
“You are.”
“No.”
I looked toward my children.
“I’m a mother.”
Then I looked back at him.
“And mothers can survive things people think will destroy them.”
Nathan’s breathing became heavier.
“You don’t understand what you’re doing.”
“I understand perfectly.”
“You are humiliating me in front of everyone.”
“No.”
I shook my head.
“You did that yourself.”
Linda suddenly began crying.
Not because she regretted what they had planned.
Because she realized their plan was collapsing.
“Sharon,” she pleaded, “please. We can talk about this privately.”
I looked at her.
“Yesterday, you were laughing about taking everything I owned.”
She lowered her eyes.
“Today you want privacy.”
I stepped away from the altar.
The bouquet suddenly felt heavier than it had when I entered.
The wedding hall was no longer a wedding hall.
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