I pulled her close and felt her small heart beating fast against mine.
I didn’t believe it.
“Listen to me,” I whispered. “Whatever happens today, you are loved. You are beautiful. And people who make you feel small are not people you have to please. Do you understand?”
My daughter nodded into my shoulder.
Then the string quartet began tuning up beyond the double doors. The ceremony was about to start, and Grandpa Sam still hadn’t returned.
“Do you understand?”
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