Parents didn’t invite me to thanksgiving. mom said…

to me. And that’s not my fault. That’s hers. Vanessa sobbed. So you’re just going to let my relationship fall apart? I didn’t let anything fall apart. You made a choice. You chose image over integrity. Jonathan made a choice. He chose values over convenience. Those are your consequences, not mine.

My mother’s voice was soft, pleading. Isabelle, please.continue reading …