Scars of Love
Their engagement was discussed in the caption to the picture, and they were so happy.
Everything within me quieted down, to a standstill, a moment.
Not pain. Not anger. Just silence.
Victoria stood and waited, expecting a response. Waiting for tears. Waiting for me to break again.
"So?" she asked slowly. "Say something."
I checked the phone, and then her.
"They look happy," I said calmly.
Obviously, she did not foresee that.
"That's all you have to say?" she asked, her voice rising. “And after all that? So you’ve humiliated this family now.”