Love, No More
On the screen was a projected slideshow of pictures, captioned: “I love you, Darling. Until death do we part.”
While Jared made his rounds chatting with the guests, I stood alone to the side.
A few wives of powerful businessmen approached me to catch up.
“You’re so lucky, Mrs. Hampton!”
“Mhmm! Your husband has no room for anyone else in his eyes! He even prepared this whole day just for you.”
I smiled politely but did not comment.
Perhaps they found my lack of reaction boring because, after a while, they stopped with the pleasantries and began to gossip among themselves.