Tara’s Usual Spotlight
Across the room, Tara soaked up the attention like always. Guests fawned over her stories and achievements, apparently forgetting whose day it was supposed to be.
I watched her, trying not to let old resentments creep in. This day was about starting fresh, about love and new beginnings.
I refused to let old habits overshadow the happiness I was determined to cling to. But seeing her in her element was a bitter pill to swallow.