A wave of heartbreak washes over me as I witness George's instinctive protection and unwavering focus on Megan. The depth of his care and affection for her becomes painfully apparent, highlighting the place she holds in his heart. It is an undeniable truth that leaves me feeling shattered and insignificant in comparison.
"What are you doing there?" Grandma's loud voice cut through the air. "Can’t you see your wife is in trouble? Why aren’t you helping her?"
His defensive stance wavers momentarily as if Grandma's words caught him off guard. A flicker of remorse flashes across his features when his eyes landed on me.
The sudden change in the atmosphere prompts the curiosity of the guests nearby, who quickly turn their attention to me. Their surprise is evident in their widened eyes and hushed whispers. At that moment, my identity as George's wife, long hidden from public knowledge, is laid bare before them.