The Invisible Man and His Brilliant Ex
Language: en
At our engagement party, the "Wonder Twins" were at it again, lost in a world of hydrological flow charts and seismic data. I stood three paces behind them, draped in their heavy wool overcoats like a human coat rack. My arms were starting to ache, but I stayed silent, watching the back of Elena's head as she gestured wildly at a tablet screen. This was our night—the night we were supposed to celebrate a lifetime together—but the guest of honor was currently more interested in the silt deposits of the Mississippi Delta than her fiancé. The head table, specifically reserved for us and…