How could any of them recover from this imbroglio?
Was there any way to mend what had been broken?
How on earth would she be able to make her parents forget the sheer obloquy that had marred their image today? Her mother, especially — her think — skinned mother, who cared about her face more than anything, who then suffered scathing humiliation right on her daughter’s wedding day.
The light at the end of the tunnel, the light she had yearned for so much, was once again painfully out of her reach for God-knows-how-long.
Her parents would force her. They would force her to part with him, to never enter the Trudeau household again.
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