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

terrace, after the toasts.

“I was awful to you,” she said.

I sipped my champagne.

“Yes.”

She laughed once through her nose, not happy.

“I don’t know how to fix it.”

I watched servers pass with little plates of short rib and truffle mash.

“You don’t fix tonight,” I said.

She nodded.

Inside, the band started up.

Someone opened the ballroom doors wider, and warm continue reading …