My Father Pushed Me Into a Fountain at My Sister’s Wedding—Then He Met the Husband I’d Kept Private for Three Years

We know Sophie was told I didn’t want to give the toast.

I had not said that.”

Graham rubbed a cuff straight.

“Every time I included you, things became complicated.”

“You mean every time you decided they might,” Sophie said.

He stood.

“This is ridiculous.

A handful of old messages, and you’ve put me on trial.”