They Ignored My Wedding—Then Demanded $8,400 Weeks Later

” he asked.

“Part of me wants to call,” I admitted. “The old Nola—the Fixer—is screaming at me to drive to Richmond and save them. Maybe now they’ll appreciate me. Maybe now they’ll finally see what they lost.”

“And the new Nola?” David asked.

“The new Nola knows that going back now would just mean falling into the same role they’ve always wanted me to continue reading …