A harsh rejection
“Hello?” I whispered, my voice trembling. My father spoke quickly, his tone devoid of any warmth or affection.
He stated bluntly that nobody from the family would be attending the wedding today. The words hit me like a physical blow, knocking the air from my lungs.
I looked at Francis, my eyes wide with shock as my father continued his tirade. He didn’t offer an excuse about traffic or an emergency; this was a deliberate decision.