My Daughter Pulled at My Wedding Dress and Whispered, “I Saw New Daddy and Uncle Peter Do Something Bad”—What I Did Next Stunned All 200 Guests

my eyes seemed unwilling to keep the words steady.

“Darling?”

Evan entered the hallway, his jacket unbuttoned, holding two champagne flutes. He watched me the same way he had watched me for eight months, warm, attentive, carefully controlled.

“You disappeared. Everyone is asking.”

I made myself smile.

“Just catching my breath.”