My Daughter Told Me Not to Attend Her Wedding Because I Would Embarrass Her—But When the Groom Saw Me Holding a Pearl Locket, He Walked Away From the Altar

I looked at the velvet box.

“It’s for her wedding day.”

“Marilyn.”

I stopped.

Ruth lowered her voice.

“Your daughter has made an unfair request.

That doesn’t make every way of opposing it wise.”

I stared.

“I don’t want to oppose it.”

“Then be careful that you don’t.”

I promised I would think.

That evening, Lauren sent another message.

Thank you for understanding, Mom. Saturday will be easier this way.

I looked at the words for a long time.