My Family Chose My Sister’s Baby Shower Over My Wedding and the Next Morning They Wouldn’t Stop Calling Me

while maintaining the surface appearance of curiosity.

“So, Marcus,” he said, “when are you planning to get a real job?”

Brett laughed from across the table. Colette tilted her head and said, “At least Adeline has someone,” in the voice of someone distributing consolation prizes.

Marcus said nothing. He reached under the table and found my hand.

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