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My Own Mother Hid Her Wedding From Me, but Nothing Prepared Me for Who She Married
My hand froze.
“Mom’s getting married?”
For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney
“She didn’t tell you?”
I ended the call without another word. And drove straight to Mom’s house.
I stood in front of Mom’s house, my breath fogging in the cool evening air.
The porch light flickered above me, casting a pale yellow glow that made everything feel colder.
My heart was thudding in my chest like a trapped hummingbird, wild and unsure.
When she opened the door, it hit me all over again—how familiar she looked, and how far away she suddenly felt.
For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney
