I Thought the Strangers in the Back Row Had Come to the Wrong Wedding

Eating our cake.

Laughing with my family.

And when Reed and I left that night, Claudia hugged me and whispered something that has stayed with me ever since.

“Don’t love him for who he became despite those years,” she said. “Some of the best parts of him came from them.”

She was right.

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