At my sister’s wedding, I was forbidden from sitting with the family because I was a “single mother.” My mother scoffed, “Your sister married a CEO…

She didn’t greet me, didn’t acknowledge Sophie, instead her gaze dropped to my hands as she leaned closer, her voice low and cutting.

“Look at your hands,” she whispered sharply. “You couldn’t even bother with a manicure for your own sister’s wedding? You look like you belong with the staff.”

I clenched the napkin beneath the table, forcing myself to stay calm.

“I didn’t have time, Mom. I had to get Sophie ready.”

But she ignored me, her eyes drifting across the lawn where Madison stood beside her new husband, Ryan, basking in admiration.

“Your sister just married a millionaire CEO,” she continued, her tone laced with pride. “Ryan is taking his company public next year, his future is limitless… and you?” she added with quiet disdain, “you’re nothing but a disgrace, a single mother with no value, no status, nothing to offer this family but embarrassment.”

Her words still stung, even after all these years.

“I only came because Madison invited me,” I said softly.

“She invited you out of pity,” my mother replied without hesitation. “And because appearances matter. So do us all a favor—stay here, stay quiet, and keep your child out of sight. We don’t want Ryan’s colleagues thinking we associate with people like you.”

And just like that, she turned away, her smile instantly transforming into something warm and charming as she rejoined the crowd, leaving me sitting there with the weight of her words pressing down on me.

My hands trembled slightly as I pulled out my phone and opened an encrypted message.

To: Nicholas.
“Are you close? I don’t think I can handle this much longer.”

The message sent, and I slipped the phone away, telling myself I just had to hold on a little longer.