And the moment I walked in, I stopped dead.
Vanessa’s mother was wearing BLUE.
For a second, I honestly thought I was seeing things.
She stood near the entrance, greeting relatives in a gorgeous blue gown.
She wore it like nothing about the choice was unusual.
I’d spent money on a whole new dress because Vanessa specifically asked me not to wear that color.
And there she was.
What the hell?
I was already annoyed.
Then I looked around.