Lance
"I'm heading out," Dad said as he adjusted his coat. He gave Lemuel a brief but meaningful tap on the shoulder. Nothing dramatic, just enough to acknowledge him, then nodded at Annabelle before finally turning away.
Honestly, I didn't expect Dad to attend this wedding. I thought he had long closed that door on Lemuel, especially after my brother chose a path that went against his wishes years ago. That's why seeing him here, even silent, even distant, meant more than I wanted to admit. I felt relieved. More than that, I was happy. Happy for Lemuel. Happy for this day.
The guests began leaving one by one. The event hall slowly returned to quiet, that kind of stillness that comes after something momentous has ended. I was about to excuse myself as well when I heard my sister
