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

I studied her. The face was the same—but the presence wasn’t. She wasn’t hiding. She wasn’t defensive. She looked devastated.

“I’m so sorry,” she said. “For what she did. For what he did. For what you went through.”

Something inside me loosened.

“I believe you,” I said.

David exhaled, relief flooding his face. He hugged me like he was a child again.

“I’m still angry,” I said quietly. “At my ex-husband. At your sister. But that’s mine to carry.”

I turned to Alice. “You are not her.”

We returned to the party. The music swelled again. Someone handed me a drink. Life resumed.

Later, among empty cups and cold pizza, we talked about wedding plans—and whether inviting Tom would be a terrible idea.

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