Chapter 37

Mary Redferne

As I followed my sister back to her bridal suite, and knocked on it, Clara didn’t open the door at first, but when I threatened to knock it down, she begrudgingly opened it. I felt bad as I saw her beautiful makeup turned into a puddle of tears that streaked down her face, her makeup still running as she cried her heart out.

“I am sorry for saying those things to you. I am a terrible person. I can’t believe I was ready to leave everyone who stood by me for a man.” Clara's words were like shards of glass piercing my heart. Despite my lingering anger, I knew that she was too hurt for me to be vindictive. Silently, I wrapped my arms around her trembling form, offering what little comfort I could muster.

As I gently wiped away her smudged makeup, I asked her, “So now what’s the plan? You are a married woman.”

“I don’t k-know. Today was supposed to be the happiest moment of my life, “ Her response came as a broken whisper, filled with confusion and pain. She was lost, adrift