If Dahlia got any whiff of my…hesitation to move forward with these nuptials, she would’ve done something about it. Stolen me away in the middle of the night. Made me admit the inner thoughts I’ve been holding inside. My parents know this. I know this. So, I’ve let her stay away. I let my dad convince me to move out of the house I shared with Dahlia and my niece, Lou, and move back in with my parents as we approached the wedding. My mom claimed it was so she could help me with planning.
