“Mom, will you stay?”
I didn’t answer immediately.
Outside, guests were waiting.
Margaret was probably furious.
Ethan stood beside the door.
Lauren was asking me for something she’d denied only days earlier.
I needed to know why.
“Do you want me to stay because people have already seen me?”
Her face changed.
“No.”
“Because Ethan asked?”
“No.”
“Then why?”
Lauren looked at me.