Max. Then my daughter overheard Max’s cruel comment and asked why I had pretended Edward was my boyfriend. I finally told her the truth: I wanted her father to believe somebody wanted me. She hugged me and said, “But we wanted you here.”
That mattered more than anything.
As I left with my daughters, Max asked what would happen between Edward and me. I realized he still wanted my worth to depend on whether another man wanted me. I simply walked away.
In the car window, I saw my reflection. For once, I didn’t inspect my waist or wonder what Max would criticize. I just looked at myself. Then my youngest shouted, “Mom! Go!” I smiled, opened the door, and got in.
“Come to my wedding with Claire and bring the girls. Your invitation includes a +1, but we both know you don’t have anyone.”
That was very Max. After
