My Fiancé’s Mom Showed Up to My Birthday Party in the Dress I Couldn’t Afford – What She Said After Made Me Go Pale

doorbell chimed again. His mom. I adored her, mostly. She was formidable, elegant, always perfectly put-together, with an air of refined disapproval that was both intimidating and oddly charming. She swept into the room, a vision of polished grace. My smile was already wide, ready to greet her, to accept her customary air kiss.