When Dad called to invite my 12-year-old brother and me to his wedding, I figured the hardest part would be standing there, watching him marry the woman who tore our family apart. Her name was Dana \u2014 the woman he left our mother for. I thought I\u2019d grit my teeth, smile politely, and survive the day. I had no idea my quiet little brother was planning something unforgettable.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m Tessa, 25, barely holding adulthood together. My brother Owen was the gentlest soul \u2014 until Dad cheated on Mom with Dana, his coworker. Mom had come home with a new houseplant and caught them together in the kitchen. The pot shattered when it hit the ground. So did Mom. She tried to hold on \u2014 therapy, long letters, desperate prayers \u2014 but Dad left anyway. Moved in with Dana within weeks. Owen once asked, \u201cDoes Dad love her more than us?\u201d I had no answer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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