Reluctant acceptance
‘But she always makes me feel unwelcome,’ I protested, my anxiety clear in my voice. My fiancé’s expression hardened.
‘Look, we’re a family, and families deal with things together. If you don’t come, it could drive a wedge between us,’ he said firmly.
His ultimatum hung in the air. I swallowed hard and nodded. I had no choice; I had to go, even if every fiber of my being wanted to stay home.