I Put One Envelope Beside the Father of the Bride

answer.

It wasn’t rude enough to mention afterward.

That was the Whitmore style.

Never openly cruel.

Just carefully dismissive.

Over the following months, I watched Ethan slowly change.

Saturday breakfasts disappeared.

Weekly phone calls became monthly.

Whenever I asked about wedding plans, he smiled awkwardly.

“Caroline has everything organized, Mom.”

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