Every time his mother humiliated me, my fiancé told her to stop. And every time, he let her do it again. I had thirty days to show everyone her true face. She had thirty days to destroy my wedding.
A month before my wedding, I was sure of two things.
My future mother-in-law would do everything she could to stop it.
And I wasn’t sure Ethan could stop her.
I should have known from the first day.
“Oh, you must be the new housekeeper,” Diane said, looking at my plain blue dress. “The cleaning supplies are in the laundry room.”
“Oh, you must be the new housekeeper.”
She had opened Ethan’s front door like she owned it.
“I’m Ethan’s girlfriend,” I said.
Her hand flew to her chest. “Oh! I’m so sorry. You just looked so… practical.”
That was a year ago. Ethan’s father had just died. Diane said her own house was too empty now, that everything in it reminded her of him. So she had moved into Ethan’s place “for a while.”
“You just looked so… practical.”
I understood. I was taking care of my own sick mom, working two jobs to pay for her treatment. Nobody had to explain grief to me.
At dinner, Diane asked about everything. My job. My degree. My family.
“Two jobs? For your mother’s treatment?” She shook her head sadly. “Ethan, darling, you always did have a soft spot for people who need rescuing.”
I put my fork down.
So she had moved into Ethan’s place “for a while.”
Then she started on Jessica.
“Her parents are my business partners, you know. Lovely girl. She and Ethan were together all through college.”
“Mom, that was years ago. We weren’t right for each other.”
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