A Small Wedding & An Email Reply
We planned a small Chicago ceremony—just thirty guests.
At Mom’s urging, I sent Stephanie an invitation. It was more courtesy than hope.
Her reply came by email:
“Congratulations. We have prior commitments. Best wishes.”
Mom was disappointed, but not surprised.
Our wedding was peaceful, full of joy.
Dad walked me down the aisle and whispered, “I haven’t seen you this happy in years.”
Zachary’s vows were simple:
“I promise to remember love is both strong and fragile—and to be worthy of the trust you’ve given me.”
We bought and renovated a brownstone together. My career grew to VP; Zachary’s firm began investing in women-led startups.
Summary: Rebecca’s dream life—this time earned, not imagined.
