Reception unease
After the wedding ceremony, the reception was filled with unease. Despite the music and laughter, something felt off.
My smiles felt forced, my laughter hollow. The absence of my father hung over the event, a shadow none of us could ignore.
Guests tried to carry on, making small talk, but the tension was palpable. Lucas stayed close, his presence comforting.
We danced, we laughed, but underneath it all, the nagging pain of my father’s choice lingered, refusing to let go.