My stepdaughter arrived at my second wedding in a wedding dress to steal the show – but what my daughter did made her shout, "You had no right!"

She put her car keys in her handbag.

Throughout the aperitif, I waited for Maya to make a move.

Every time she crossed the room.

Every time she leaned towards Leo and lowered her voice, I thought to myself:

" Now. This is when it's going to happen. "

But she simply smiled and went on her way.

This waiting has become a kind of suffering in itself.

I was thinking to myself, "Now. This is when it's going to happen."

Dinner has begun.

For a moment, everything seemed almost normal.

The conversation flowed back and forth, carried along by pleasant waves.

Thomas held my hand under the table and squeezed it from time to time.

I allowed myself to relax during this moment.

Then Maya stood up and asked for the microphone.

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