She did not speak to me.
I did not look toward her.
When Lauren and Ethan exchanged rings, Lauren held the pearl locket in her other hand.
And when the ceremony ended, I felt something I hadn’t expected.
Not victory.
Not forgiveness.
Relief that my daughter had told the truth before beginning her marriage.
PART 6 — THE LOCKET WAS NOT AN APOLOGY
The wedding reception took place at Hawthorne Hall.
I considered going home after the ceremony.
I had delivered the locket.
Lauren had acknowledged what happened.
The rest of the day could continue without me.
But as I stood near the church doors, Lauren approached.