I Drove Six Hours to My Sister’s Wedding—Then Saw My Face on a “Do Not Enter” Sign

on its own.”

“Yes,” Norah confirmed. “And you don’t have to file anything. The clause activates whether you want it to or not.”

I stared out the cafe window, watching ordinary life continue while something profound shifted in my own. “I don’t want to take additional action,” I told her. “I don’t want to punish anyone or ruin anything.”

“The system will continue reading …