"You can fix him." That was all Grandma said.
I wanted to believe her. I really did. But how do you fix someone who doesn’t want to be fixed? Who doesn’t even look at you like you matter?
Gabriel had shown me, days leading up to the wedding, over and over again, that I was nothing more than an obligation to him. A formality. A name beside his on paper. Not once had he treated me like someone who could reach him, let alone someone he wanted to.
And today… today had drained me more than I could put into words.
From the moment the wedding started, I had been walking on eggshells, trying to navigate the tension in the air. Gabriel’s coldness was expected, but then Ethan showed up and shattered whatever illusion of control I had left. If I thought Gabriel was distant, his brother was someth
