needed to protect Margot, not stage a public revenge.
So before the reception began, I found the photographer.
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Her name was Sophia.
I explained the situation to her.
— Margot is the groom’s daughter. She was promised a place in the family photographs.
Sophia looked at the little girl in the pink dress and calmly replied:
— Of course. She’ll be in the pictures.
And she was.
Margot stood beside her father, holding his hand and smiling.
When she got tired of the serious poses, she started making funny faces.
In one of the photographs, Emmett lifted her into his arms, and she laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
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Sophia captured that moment.
I still keep that photograph to this day.
The reception was held in a restored barn decorated with strings of lights.
Emmett had asked me to give a speech several weeks earlier.
