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I'd been with Ethan for seven years before my mom finally agreed to meet him. At dinner, the moment my mom raised her cup, Ethan's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and gave my mom an apologetic smile. "Just a moment, I need to take this call." That moment turned into forty minutes. The food on the table had long since gone cold. When he came back, his jacket reeked of women's perfume. My mom said nothing. She just looked at me. The disappointment in her eyes hurt more than any words of blame ever could. Ethan sat down beside me and ruffled my hair. "Sorry about that. Had a last-minute issue with a project." I forced a smile. A few days later, I got my marriage certificate. Only the groom wasn't him. When my mom left the restaurant, her back was slightly hunched. A taxi waited by the curb. Before she opened the door, she turned to look at me. "Rachel, just trust your own judgment." Nothing more. I nodded and watched the taxi disappear into the night. Ethan stood behind me, his hand on my shoulder. "Is your mom