“Cancel Your Wedding!” My Grandma Told Me In A Dream The Night Before My Big Day. “Wake Up Early And Go To Your Mother-In-Law’s House. You’ll See Everything.” I Drove There At Dawn, Pulse Racing. When I Stepped Inside… I Stopped Cold. What I Saw Shifted Everything.

“Robert was with her. Yes, it was crazy, very fast, but it did not work out. “She was problematic.”

“Problematic?”

“Too emotional.

She wanted to control him. In the end, it was better that they separated.”

“Did they get married?”

“That is his business and hers.”

Mary slammed the album shut. Her hands were shaking.

“Why did he never tell me anything?”

“And did you ask him?”

The silence was absolute. Theresa sat down again. Her expression was different, more serious, more real.

“Listen carefully to what I am going to tell you, Mary. There are things that are better not to know. “Sometimes the past is just that—the past.

Digging it up only brings pain.”

“And what about the deception? Do you think anyone is safe from that?”

Mary got up. She could not stand it anymore.

She walked toward the door, opened it quickly. Theresa did not move. “Do you really want to marry Robert like this?

“Accept that there are parts of his life that you will not understand or control. “Marriage is not a contract between angels.”

Mary left without answering. The drive back was long.

The traffic seemed endless, but she did not see the cars or hear the noises. She was only thinking about the blonde woman, about the photos, about the folder, about everything she had ignored for love. That night, when Robert arrived at her apartment, Mary was sitting on the sofa with the album in her hands.

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