“I just thought… Well, I thought I should invite Liz’s fiancé Phillip too. Because he never got to meet Dad, right? And maybe, if he isn’t right for her, she’d listen to him.” I brush tears away with my free hand. “Then I thought that I’d want my person there too. But…” I sniffle. “The chair was empty. Ya know?” Matt sighs, his upper body hunching in on itself. He lowers our hands to his lap and then releases mine. “Can I come?” He looks up at me through heavy brows. I suck in a breath. “What?” I ask, trying to find a napkin or anything other than my sleeve. “To your dinner party. I’d like to
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