"Mom, I'm so sorry." Stephanie began, intending to apologise for spying on her and Logan having s*x, but Jessica cut her off before she could finish.
"Come help me zip up my dress, Stephanie." Jessica said politely.
Stephanie was surprised; she never expected that from her mother. She had expected more, like her mother yelling at her, scolding her as a bad child for watching her f**k her stepdad, but Jessica seemed calm—or maybe because she knew nothing about it? Stephanie wondered as she cautiously approached her mother.
"Hurry up, Stephanie; I'm getting late for my wedding," Jessica said urgently, and Stephanie quickly zipped up her dress.
"Perfect," she smiled, turning to gaze at Stephanie. "How do I look?" Jessica asked.
Stephanie forced a fake smile and replied, "Fine."
"Ugh, you're such a joy killer," Jessica teased as she slipped on her heels. "I know you're not happy about this wedding," she continued, causing Stephanie to sigh, realising her mother had no idea about her actions. "But you're still going to be my bridesmaid," she added, grinning broadly.
Stephanie rolled her eyes. She had little interest in her mother's so-called crazy wedding. She is against her mother remarrying due to her abusive history with her father. He was always verbally and physically abusive towards her and her mother. Despite this, she is giving a man she barely knew, whom she had met just two weeks ago, a chance at marriage.
"Mom, you know I don't approve of this wedding.”
"And I don't care," Jessica snapped, dismissing her daughter's opinions. "Logan and I love each other,"She added.
Stephanie rolled her eyes, clearly uninterested in her mother's declaration. "I don't want to hear it, Mom!"
"Well, I don't care what you think; just show up," Jessica snapped back, and that turned into an argument.
“I'm not coming to the f*****g wedding!” Stephanie fired back.
“Yes you are, it's an order!!”
“No mom!”
“Stephanie, do you ever consider how I feel about this?" Jessica yelled, silencing Stephanie and ending the argument. "You never want to see me happy," she concluded, tears welling in her eyes.
"That's not true, Mom. I..."
"And Logan isn't just some man I met two weeks ago; he's different and he is the love of my life, the man I'm about to marry," she defended. "Your stepfather!" Jessica emphasised.
"Mom, what if he turns out to be like Dad? You wouldn't want to end up with another toxic, abusive man, would you?" Stephanie said angrily, even when she knew bringing up the past would only cause her mother pain.
"Stop reminding me of my past traumas, Stephanie! you know it took me months to recover from them!" Jessica retorted sharply.
"Come on, Mom, you barely know him." Stephanie reasoned, trying to persuade her mother not to rush into a marriage with Logan.
"Even if I barely know him, it doesn't matter when I love him and I'm happy, does it?" Jessica countered, standing face-to-face with Stephanie and searching her eyes for an honest answer. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she was struggling to hold back tears.
Stephanie lowered her gaze, unable to meet her mother's eyes. "No, Mom," she replied softly.
"Now, come with me to my wedding. If you care about my feelings, then come," Jessica urged, leaving Stephanie with no choice. "See you at the church." With that, she put on her veil and left the room.
Stephanie sighed heavily, things were about to get more complicated with this man becoming a part of her life.