My Brother’s Wedding Invitation Was a Rejection. So I Booked a One-Way Ticket and Chose Myself.

” she said, setting a coffee on my desk with concern in her eyes. “Everything okay?”

“Fine,” I replied automatically. “Just didn’t sleep well.”

But I wasn’t fine. I was anything but fine. I locked myself in the bathroom twice that day to cry silently, staring at my pale reflection in the fluorescent lighting and wondering when I’d become someone my own continue reading …