The Wedding Day
The day finally arrived, bursting with guests, music, and sparkling lights. Everyone was dressed impeccably. I felt out of place.
As I walked into the church, eyes followed me—some curious, some critical.
“Maybe that’s the groom’s mother.”
“Poor thing… she should’ve dressed better for her son’s wedding.”
I forced a smile, not wanting Marco to sense my embarrassment. But as I moved toward the back, someone approached me—Lara, my soon-to-be daughter-in-law.
