“She has poisoned you against me.”
“Stop blaming her.”
“I am your mother!”
“You forced
me to make a choice.”
“And she’s going to be my wife.”
“So you’re choosing her.”
“No. I’m choosing my marriage. You forced me to make a choice.”
He hung up.
By that evening, three relatives had called Ryan.
The next morning, his aunt messaged me.
Ryan opened the family group chat.
Then his grandmother called.
Mavis had apparently told everyone I had convinced Ryan to ban her from the wedding because I was “still bitter about an innocent cleaning accident.”
Ryan opened the family group chat.
He shared the photo I had taken before the invitations were ruined.
Underneath it, he posted a photo of the bucket.
“Excluding Mom was also my decision. Please stop blaming my fiancée.”
Then he wrote:
Mom is telling people she has been excluded from our wedding for no reason. These are the invitations before and after her ‘accident.’ They were in the middle
