Not what should happen.
Not what he wanted.
What do you want?
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t have to decide tonight.”
“What would you do?”
He exhaled.
“It isn’t my wedding.”Book Venues
“Dad.”
“I mean it.”
She heard him sit down.
“If you want her there, invite her.”
“And you?”
“I’ll be fine.”
“You always say that.”
He laughed softly.
“That’s because I usually am.”
Chloe knew better.
Still, she invited Elena.
Partly because some small piece of the six-year-old girl inside her still wanted to see whether her mother could walk through a door and stay.Track Pregnancy
Elena replied immediately.
Thank you. You won’t regret it.
Chloe hoped that was true.
The wedding day arrived.
Her sisters came early.
Maya, now fifteen years older than the baby who had been left behind, helped with flowers.
The oldest sister cried before anyone else did.
