My Son Invited Me to His Engagement Party — Then Introduced Me to the Woman Who Ruined My Marriage

“Really.”

“I’m still angry at Tom,” I say. “And at Anna, wherever she is. But that’s my problem, not yours.”

David stands and hugs me.

“I’m sorry, Mom,” he says into my shoulder.

“I didn’t know. If I’d known—”

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” I say. “You fell in love with someone good.

I’m glad you did.”

He sniffles and wipes his face with his sleeve like he’s 10 again.

We sit there a few more seconds, letting everything settle. The party hums on the other side of the door. Life doesn’t pause just because your brain is exploding.

“Can we go back out there?” David asks eventually.

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