Chapter 157

Emma’s POV

I decided to see my mom before the dinner. I didn’t care if it was right or wrong, but I’d barely seen her all through the day and I was dying to know how she was holding up.

Maybe an escape for myself was the other motive, but primarily, I wanted to know how she was doing.

“Hey mom.” I said, pushing her door open.

It almost felt like it was her wedding all over again. Mark was going all out. And I didn’t know why it had to be that big for a guest list of just sixteen people.

“This is a lot.” I smiled.

“It is.” I saw the woman beneath all the makeup, hair glam, and accessories. She was still just my mom. “Can I have a moment with my daughter please?” She referred to everyone else in the room who wasn’t me, and they, by my rough headcount, were about eight.

“We can spare only about half an hour.” A kind lady who looked like she was in her thirties said, She had an outrageous makeup done. While it looked good, edgy, classy on