They’re the kind of family that hosts holidays with personal chefs and live music in the background.
His mother, Liliana, enters a room like she owns the air inside it.
Always polished. Always heels. Always control.
When we got engaged, congratulations arrived… alongside the comments people thought I wouldn’t catch.
- “She’s the poor girl who got lucky.”
- “Thomas could’ve done better.”
- “She must’ve trapped him.”
I smiled through it.
I always smiled.
But at night, the words replayed in my head like a song I couldn’t turn off.
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