th Alex a few steps behind me. He was dressed in a sharp suit and

re her parents. They were seated at a large round table in a semi-private alcove.

!" my mother chirped, standin

nd Alex stood discreetly

wedding, about Sabrina' s dress, about their honeymoon

er throat. "Gabrielle," she said, her voice syrupy. "We are all so h

it

just love your new condo. The energy there is so... positive." She smiled. "I

n. The son she had made

ve so much money, you can buy another one. They' re just star

t' s the least you can do after gett

They genuinely believed this would work. That they could corner me, sha

ke up in this new timeline finally boiled over. It was

a moment on their stunned faces. Then, I place

flip

oor. A bottle of red wine shattered, splattering across my mother' s beige

ned silence

ee a single cent from me. You will never get my condo. You will never be a part of my life.

Alex. "We'

aff and patrons. As we walked out, I could hear Sabrina start to sob, a