My Son Announced He Was Marrying My 52-Year-Old Best Friend—I Forced a Smile Until He Looked at Me and Said, “Mom, There’s Something We’ve Never Told You.”

I loved her.”

Diane hadn’t moved. Tears shimmered in her eyes.

Lucas squeezed my hand.

Several guests smiled, assuming we were sharing some happy wedding joke.

None of them knew every word was rewriting the story I’d been telling myself for months.

“She ended things again and again.”

I slowly turned toward Diane. She was crying openly now.

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