Left Behind on My Wedding Day
At a time when I needed support the most, they had already hidden their knives, ready to strike when I was at my weakest.
I sat on the curb, hugging my knees, until the chime of my phone pulled me from my thoughts.
Evan’s voice came through with a tone of condescension, as if he were coaxing a stray cat or dog.
"The ceremony is over. You can come back and take a group photo with us. Otherwise, there won’t be anything to look at on our anniversary."
"No need." I wiped the water from my face and only then noticed it had been raining for an hour, leaving me drenched to the bone.