I’ve tried to be patient.

But our marriage needs clear boundaries.”

“Those photographs belong in Hannah’s home,” I told her, “because Rebecca was her mother.”

Pamela shook her head.

“Once we have children together, I will not raise them inside a shrine to the woman you married first.” The photographer lowered his camera.

Several nearby guests went silent.

Pamela noticed the audience and softened, slightly.

“We can discuss this privately after the ceremony.