Confronting Her

Stefan

I didn’t sleep last night—how could I? My mind was focused on Harlyn and her upcoming marriage to Wayne. Well, she could try. After getting ready for the wedding, I stepped out of the room, and my mother looked at me.

“Are you sure it wise for you to go to this wedding?” She asks, and I laugh.

“I’m not going to the wedding, Mother, because there won’t be one.” I will stop it before she even walks through that door.

“Stefan, you can’t do anything crazy.” She looks at me, and I know she is worried, but I need to do something crazy.

“I already did that, Mother; it apparently didn’t work, so I need to get up a level,” I say while smiling at her.

“You already did? Stefan, what did you do?” She stands staring at me.

“Stopped him from being able to claim her mother, like he tried that night. Which room is Harlyn in?” I ask as I walk around her.

“Harlyn is in her wedding dress. You can’t enter that room, Stefan.” She follows behind me.

“Oh, but I can. Which room, mother?” I stand waiti