PART 7

I thought the worst part was over until the wedding photographs began appearing online.

Someone had posted a short video of Brandon taking a spoonful of cake.

The camera showed Brittany’s face, the damaged tier, and my brother kneeling beside Rose.

It did not show the morning at Grandma’s house.

It did not show the receipts, the pharmacy conversation, or the moment Brittany had laughed.

Within hours, strangers were arguing in the comments.