"Mom, it’s all a misunderstanding. Ethan’s been with me for so long, I know he truly loves me. He probably just misunderstood my friendship with Ryan."
She lowered her head, tears in her eyes, playing the part of the heartbroken bride.
She looked at me pleadingly.
"Ethan, I’ve told you before—Ryan and I are just close friends."
"I know it looks suspicious since we’re always together, but Ryan’s gay. To me, he’s like a sister. I never saw him as a man."
"If it bothers you so much, fine. After we’re married, I won’t see him anymore."
