***
Over the next few weeks, everything moved quickly. Quietly. No big announcements. No engagement party. Just paperwork, appointments, and whispered conversations when they thought we weren’t listening.
I don’t know who I was trying to convince.
Laura tried to include me.
“Do you want to help choose the flowers?”
“I thought you might like to see the venue.”
I always declined.
“I’m fine,” I said. “Do whatever you want.”
Dad pulled me aside once. “You’re okay with this, right?”
Laura tried to include me.
