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It was everything I had dreamed of.
“Wow. Can’t believe you’d ditch us like that.”
“We were supposed to be making memories together.”
“You’re punishing us for loving you too much.”
At first, I ignored them. But each message felt heavier than the last, like pressure building behind my ribs. My husband tried to reassure me. “We needed this. They didn’t respect our boundaries.”
He was right. But that didn’t make it easier to sit with.
The twist came on the last day of our trip.
