I reached out to hold Diana’s hand. I wanted her to know and feel my sincerity. And I felt that with Donald around, she would not refuse to accept my apology. 

“Oh! It's okay. That happened a long time ago. You should forget about it. I know you can do better at things like those. I mean, a young bride wouldn’t want to listen to an old widow, right?” Diana replied

I clenched my hand under the table while I squeezed her hand that I held. I can’t believe she actually threw some shade at her statement. But, I came prepared. I knew she was going to say something like...