Emma was dancing with her groom when the hotel manager told her someone was asking for her outside. It was her uninvited grandmother, Martha, with a wedding present Emma didn’t want. But the tiny box opened when she threw it, uncovering something that made her sneer.
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Emma and her new husband, Dylan, swayed to the music of their first dance, enjoying the peace and the love. Their moment was perfect, except for the fact that Emma’s parents weren’t here to see her so happy.
A hesitant cough interrupted their bubble, and Emma opened her eyes to see Mr. Scotliff, the manager of the hotel where they held their reception.
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“Please, excuse the interruption,” the manager started, looking uncomfortable. “But there’s someone outside asking to see you, Mrs. Henderson.”
“Who?” Emma asked, pulling slightly away from Dylan, who was frowning.
“She’s said she’s your grandmother,” Mr. Scotliff continued. “Martha.”
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Dylan looked at her swiftly. “I’ll tell her to go.”
Emma sighed. “No, she’ll make a scene. I’ll go see what this is about.”
Martha was right outside, and her face brightened after spotting her granddaughter.
“You are the most beautiful bride. You look just perfect, darling,” Martha smiled, reaching for Emma’s hand, but the newly-married woman stepped back.
“What are you doing here? You weren’t invited for a reason,” Emma said tightly. “I don’t think you need to be reminded.”
“I know, Emma,” Martha responded, nodding gravely as tears gathered in her eyes. “I have to see my only granddaughter get married.”
“You need to go,” Emma continued, crossing her arms and holding her angry emotions in check. “My father would be here if it wasn’t for what you did. Wait, what you didn’t do.”
“I’m sorry, dear…” she whispered. “I do regret what I did. I only came over to give you a wedding gift, darling,” Martha approached Emma and handed her a jewelry box.
