My Late Sister’s Husband Wants Me to Stay, But I’m Flying to London
Language: en
At the Thanksgiving dinner table, my mom slid the best piece of garlic butter lobster onto my plate—Audrey’s favorite. She smiled, but her eyes were heavy with expectation. "Coco, Julian has been mourning your sister for three years now. And now that you're finally back home..." She hesitated, looking at my dad before continuing. "We think it’s time. You two should get married." My dad nodded in solemn agreement. I froze. Across the table, Julian—my first love, my sister’s husband, my brother-in-law—kept his head down. He was silently, meticulously cracking open another lobster…