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

“I kind of want to enjoy my engagement party.”

“Yeah,” I say. “Just don’t make me do any TikTok dances.”

He snorts. “No promises.”

We step back into the living room.

People look over, then look away in that polite New York way. Music swells. Someone hands me a drink.

Later, when it’s just the three of us in a messy apartment with empty cups and cold pizza, we talk about weddings and guest lists and whether inviting Tom is a terrible idea.

(We land on “probably, but we’ll see.”)

The woman who helped blow up my marriage is still just a blurred memory with the wrong name.

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