d, but no sound came out. She just stared at me, her ey

the word high and thin. "You're

step toward the counter to grab my coff

ngly strong. "Married to who? When? How could you? After e

arby. I gently pulled my arm away. "My past is my past,

! From middle school all the way through college! You were supposed to get married! He gave

e ten years. I remembered being the one who supported him through his failed start-up attempts, who edited his papers in college

deep, settled peace. The person she was talking about, the

d simply. It was the t

ity. "Happy? With who? Who did you marry? Is he from a g

ure my new life against the one she thought I'd lost. The impl

to humor her one last time. "And he's

dollar company. He could give you a life you can't even imagine. And he's still single, all these years lat

an who had publicly humiliated me at our own engagement party. The man w

n hand. The warmth was a

The sarcasm was light, but it was there. "But my life is my own. My happiness is real. What Ethan does

g her standing there, speechless