WEDDING DAY
“I can’t believe you let him do that.” My mom yelled at Aiden.
“I tried to stop him, but you know how your son can be,” he responded in a in a low tone, while glaring at me from the corner of his eyes.
“I am not a child, mom.” I entered, not mainly to save him from my mother’s scolding, but because I was annoyed, myself. What bad luck could happen in a marriage where I was Jordan Chase? I had only a brief moment to see her, and my mother forcefully stole that moment away from us. My night had been restless. The thought of her, her voice plagued my sleep and the urge to see her only intensified by the minute. It didn’t help me rest, as I should. It just frustrated me.
“Exactly…” she turned to me.
“That was why I expected more from you.” She stopped in front of me. I frowned
