My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

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I didn’t say anything.

Emily stepped closer.

“Rachel, I think he was going to humiliate you on purpose.”

The folder under the table

I went back inside before she finished asking me to wait.

The room had moved on to dancing in that fake way people do when they’re trying to patch over a mess with volume.

My parents were not at their table.

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