What did a girl wear to meet her prospective in-laws?
Piper stood in her closet, pondering that question, knowing she needed to pick something and finish getting ready for the engagement dinner.
Yesterday had been hideous. Mortifying. Infuriating. She’d never been so embarrassed in her life as when Suzanne Stewart had calmly asked how far along she was. Her parents, rather than jumping to immediate denials or objections had just looked at her.
Right, because she was that girl? Who would’ve thought that their silence could take a bigger piece of her than all the years of little jibes and digs. She’d always known she was a disappointment to them, but she’d never have imagined they’d believe that of her. It was a harsh blow to their already strained relationship.
And Myles had come to her
