"You're squeezing my hand, Dad."
I opened my mouth.
Adele squeezed my arm. "The man who raised me does."
The room murmured.
I kissed her cheek and stepped back.
Maya wasn't smiling anymore.
Adele squeezed my arm.
***
For an hour, I let the wedding be beautiful. Jerome cried before Adele did. Mia cried with both of them. Lucille passed her a tissue without looking away from Maya.
Then I heard Maya near Harry's family.
"I wanted to be there," she said. "Of course I did. But Robert made things difficult."
Harry nodded. "Maya tried for years. He kept the girls isolated."
A woman beside him stared at me.
Maya sighed. "You don't know what it does to a mother to be kept from her babies."
I set down my water glass.
"He kept the girls isolated."
Penelope appeared beside me. "Dad."
Mia's eyes were wet. "Please tell me you heard that."
"I heard."
Lucille's voice was low. "Say the word."
Piper whispered, "Not here. Please."
Shannon just stared at Maya.
I took one step forward.
"Please tell me you heard that."
Adele touched my arm.
"Not yet, Dad."
"She's lying about all of us."
"I know."
"Then why wait?"
Adele looked toward the white box near the gift table.
"Because this time, we're not answering a lie with anger. We're answering it with proof."
Across the room, Maya laughed like she was winning.
"She's lying about all of us."
***
Before the planned speeches ended, Maya stood and reached for the microphone.
"If I may," she said, smiling at Harry. "A mother should say a few words on her daughter's wedding day."
My chair scraped back.
Adele stood first.
Maya lifted the microphone. "Adele, my beautiful girl, from the day you were born, I dreamed of seeing you in white."
Adele's face stayed calm.
"I dreamed of seeing you in white."
"A mother's love never leaves," Maya continued. "Even when life, pain, and other people pull her away from her children."
The room went quiet.
"There are things children can't understand. Sometimes a mother is kept from her children."
