I had stood in front of all these people and promised to build a life with this man.
Now I was standing in a pool, looking at the person who had just demonstrated how little my trust meant to him.
“Daniel,” I whispered.
He was still grinning.
“Oh, come on! It’s funny!”
I shook my head.
“No, it’s not.”
His smile faltered for a moment, but then one of his friends said something I couldn’t hear, and Daniel laughed again.
That was when my heart truly broke.
Not when I fell.
Not when the water soaked my dress.
Not even when I heard the guests gasp.
It broke when I realized that my pain was the very thing he had wanted to capture.
My Father Walked Toward the Pool
I was still trying to find a way out when I saw my father moving through the crowd.
He wasn’t running.
