I Let Them Uninvite Me From a Wedding I Was Paying For

Some people develop a certain tone whenever they’re about to deliver bad news.

Warm.

Careful.

Almost rehearsed.

As though kindness alone can soften humiliation.

“Maya?”

“Do you have a minute?”

I set my pen beside the financial reports.

“Of course.”

She hesitated just long enough for me to know someone else had helped write the script.

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