14: Mother's Knows Best

CHRISTY:

As much as I hated the feeling, seeing Mom’s presence at my wedding despite hating me that much was enough for me to be happy. How funny was it that I was after her validations? I never learned. I was the same child who wanted her Momma's love.

“You choose a civil wedding. That's not the kind of wedding I had in mind for my only daughter.”

Acting as if she cared for me. Acting like she treated me like her own child.

“There is nothing wrong with that,” I mumbled to myself and looked at the sky. “Any type of wedding is fine as long as the law accepts it. As long as I now bore the Watson family name. One of the most influential families in the country and on top of that, my husband is a billionaire and CEO.”

“We want a church wedding. The traditional one.”

Will there come a time when she will finally accept me and my brother? I hope it will come sooner.

“You never attended church,” I commented. I was not also a frequent attendee, but I believed that an Almighty was being. Th