When I agreed to Patricia’s absurd demand on my wedding day, I saw the look of triumph on her face. She thought she’d won, and that I’d back down like I always had before.
But this time was different. This time, I had a plan that would make her re-evaluate her actions.
When I got engaged to Ethan, I knew I wasn’t just marrying him.
I was also marrying into his tight-knit, borderline suffocating relationship with his mother, Patricia. She loved Ethan fiercely, and while that’s usually a good thing, in this case, it felt like I was competing with her for his attention.
From the moment we announced our engagement, Patricia seemed to think it was her wedding, not mine.
