Start, “My mom died after a long illness, and while she plans her FuneralMy aunt and I agreed that the front row will be for the direct family, my brother, me, and the side of my mother. My father was invited, but we were planning to sit in the second row.
When the service started, I froze when I saw Lisa, my new father’s wife, chose directly to the front row. She did not even look at me, I sat in my place with a smile. I couldn’t believe it. She asked her to politely wake up, but she did not budge, her eyes rolled and muttered, “She is just a seat, relaxed.”
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