# He Auctioned My Wedding Gown in Front of Manhattan. By Midnight, I Owned Everything He Thought Was His.

a message.

I hope you don’t mind. It feels healthy to let go of symbols that no longer serve us.

I forwarded it to Adrian.

He called within minutes.

“She wants a reaction.”

“She wants the dress.”

“Why?”

“Because she thinks owning the symbol means she won.”

“Did you respond?”

I looked at the gown through the glass doors of the Hart Archive showroom.

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