I Arrived At My Sister’s Wedding And She Tried To Hide Me

before he could. “Apparently not to the woman you’re asking to marry you.”

Emily’s composure finally broke. “Why is everyone acting like I’m evil?” she snapped. “I just wanted one day where I wasn’t reminded of… of all this.”

She flicked her hand toward me. Toward my face. My chair. My body.

All this.

There it was.

Cleaner than an insult, somehow worse.continue reading …