Silent endurance
Ignoring Sandra’s jabs took all my strength. I focused on my fiancé, hoping he’d notice and intervene.
Instead, he continued chatting with his brothers, oblivious to the tension. The next insult targeted my makeup, calling it ‘obviously cheap.
‘ I took a deep breath, determined not to let her comments break me. The laughter around the table grew louder, and I felt small and isolated.
I could feel my composure slipping, but I held on tightly.