After My Mom D!ed, My Dad Married Her Twin – at Their Wedding, My Grandma Told Me the Truth Behind It All
Then she showed me notebooks. Lena’s handwriting was tight and angry.
Everyone listens to her.
They never choose me.
My chest tightened.
Grandma opened her tablet. Messages from Lena. All after my mom died.
At first, they were practical.
He hasn’t eaten. I stayed.
I’m helping with bills.
Then they shifted.
He listens to me better than anyone.
I know how she did things. He responds when I do them the same way.
Adrienne was just a placeholder.
I felt sick.
“This wasn’t grief,” I said. “She replaced my mother.”
Grandma nodded, crying. “I should have stopped it.”
“They’re getting married today,” I whispered.
“I have to tell him.”
When we returned, the ceremony had already begun. Lena stood in white, smiling at my father.
“Wait,” I said.
The room froze.
“Dad,” I said, holding up the tablet. “This isn’t love. It’s replacement.”
“Oh God,” he said. “It’s true.”
The officiant lowered his hands.
“I can’t do this,” my dad said.
Lena whispered, “This was supposed to be my chance.”
For the first time since my mother d:ed, the truth wasn’t being smoothed over.
And this time, I didn’t stay quiet.
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