She really loved him very much, but to get married just because of feelings, to get by from paycheck to paycheck? And how is that? Does she need to look for a job now? And what about the trip to warm beaches? What about a carefree life like a holiday? Emily felt tears bursting out, risking ruining all her makeup. As in another reality, guests crowded behind, not understanding what was happening. Emily’s own parents hurried.
And the bride, sharply throwing the bouquet at the feet of her beloved, rushed away. More than six months have passed since then. It was a lot from the point of view of those events that did not keep themselves waiting.
At that ceremony, which was not destined to happen, Dylan’s mom managed to spoil everything even more. With a swaggering gait, she approached her parents and said a bunch of nasty things. If very briefly, the future mother-in-law told that the girl turned out to have a rotten core, claimed money, but did not feel love for their son.
Helen, the groom’s mother, personally saw and heard how Emily said that she was getting married only because the chosen one was rich. And she loves someone completely different. The woman, like any mother, was stunned and did not hide what she learned from her son.
And yes, it was her idea to check the bride. And here is the result. The check was not passed.
Dylan’s father confirmed every word of his wife. They were together in the cafe where Emily met with another. He also heard every word.
So they are even glad that the truth came out before the start of the celebration. And your daughter is a cheater and the like. Emily was horrified.
In one moment, too much fell upon her. Confusion was replaced by anger. How could they? And how could Dylan believe such a thing? She really met with a guy, and it was her first order by profession.
And she did not say that she was getting married for calculation, everything was completely different. Money mattered to her, but it was about the lie of the one she trusted, and not that he turned out to be poor as a church mouse. Depression piled up such that sometimes she didn’t even want to talk.
There was no point in making excuses. Why, if they all decided that they know the truth? With difficulty finishing the university, where she studied in her last year, the girl plunged into suffering. Friends quickly dropped out, no one wanted to calm the endlessly crying Emily.
Mom tried to shake up her daughter, but it turned out badly. Dad took everything that happened too close. The excitement came out sideways.
One day, his heart started acting up. The arriving ambulance took him to the clinic. A stroke almost deprived him of the ability to speak and move.
The condition was serious. Emily sympathized with her mother, but she was not used to helping somehow. So they lived.
Mom was torn between the hospital and the store, and the daughter was increasingly plunging into depression. Until, finally, Lydia could not stand it. Daughter, don’t you think it’s time to start returning to normal life? Doesn’t it bother you that I’m alone here trying to pull both you and dad? I need your help now, and you are not going to do it at all.
The argument was long, but the mother was right. They paid too much attention to her, and as a result, the daughter grew up a bit selfish, believing that everything appears by itself. So it happened that for the first time in her life she got into her parents’ store.
Surprisingly, she was never interested in how everything was arranged there. Sales are definitely not her thing. She is a designer, not some errand girl.
But reality was harsh. Either she starts helping, or very soon they simply will not have anything to live on. Rehabilitation and treatment of her father took almost all the savings.
The store was barely staying afloat. Two sellers moved to another city, it was difficult to find good ones. Mom could not yet pay employees good salaries, as before.
Emily went to work in her parents’ store. And then everything spun. Who would have thought that selling clothes is so interesting? Essentially, it’s also design, only on the scale of an individual person who came for a new thing.
And all because of Sophie. Emily met her a couple of days after she started working. At first, she was just surprised by her approach to work, and then she was carried away by her energy.
Sophie perceived the sale of ordinary things as a modeling business. And with such enthusiasm she talked about styles and fabrics that Emily involuntarily got carried away herself. Now she hurried to work not to check the box.
She liked more and more what her parents had created. The customers were almost all regular. It was a world in which everyone knew each other.
Newbies rarely dropped in, but then it was even more interesting. It was necessary to find an approach to a person, to find his style. But how great it was to watch how the personality of a completely unfamiliar person a couple of minutes ago unfolds.
And this elderly lady Emily saw in the store for the first time. So it’s not a regular customer. Sophie was already asking her about what and where the new outfit was needed for.
It turned out that a grandson’s wedding was planned. Emily, who was already beginning to gradually forget her own failed marriage, became sad again. Memory helpfully delivered pictures of the past, which the girl so diligently tried to send to the archive.
Dylan is my only grandson, I can’t go in whatever. And Helen won’t forgive me if I appear not in parade. Helen, Dylan, in coincidence, in their mid-sized city.
Emily froze in place, hearing familiar names. Excuse me for being intrusive, but aren’t you talking about the Harrisons right now? The customer turned to Emily.
About them. And are you familiar with my grandson or daughter-in-law? Emily turned pale and went outside. A couple of minutes later, Dylan’s grandmother caught up with her.
Girl, I see you need to talk to someone. And we, though indirectly, have common acquaintances, so I’m ready to listen to you. Keep in mind, I am a person who worked all my life in the police, so maybe I can help.