My Mom Told Me Not to Fill My Plate Because I “Didn’t Pay,” So I Left and Let the Manager Hand Them the Bill

“Aunt Liv! You look so

pretty!”

I hugged her.

“Thank you, sweetheart. You look beautiful too.”

Camille barely acknowledged me.

She hurried straight toward the main table to rearrange the place cards.

Mom and Dad arrived a little later.

When Mom entered the Hearthstone Room, she gasped.

Her eyes moved from the flowers to the candles, then toward the fireplace.

“Oh, my goodness. This is absolutely gorgeous!”

Camille immediately rushed toward her.

“Happy anniversary, Mom!”

Mom embraced her.

“Oh, Camille, you’ve done such a wonderful job!”

Camille laughed.

“Well, I had a little help.”

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Then Mom noticed me near the entrance.

Her eyes moved over my red dress.

“Red, Olivia? That’s certainly a bold choice.”

Before I could answer, she turned back toward Camille.

They walked together to the head table.

Dad paused long enough to pat my shoulder.

“Looks nice, kid.”

Then he followed them.

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