When I got close, she didn’t wait for me to reach her. She took two quick steps and grabbed both of my hands.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. I swear to God, I didn’t know she did this. I didn’t know where they put you.”Track Pregnancy
“It’s okay,” I said. “It’s okay, sweetheart.”
“It’s not okay.” Tears spilled down her face. “Nothing about this whole year has been okay. And it’s my fault.”
“It’s your wedding day, Hannah. Don’t…”
“I know what day it is.” She squeezed my hands so hard it hurt. “That’s why. That’s exactly why.”
She looked at Mark. He was standing beside her with tears streaming down his face. He nodded again.
“Walk me,” Hannah said to me. “Please. You and Dad. Both of you. Walk me the rest of the way.”
