That broke my heart more than the joke itself.
No one should ever become so familiar with cruelty that silence feels easier than defending themselves.
But my parents did not stop after the wedding.
One evening over dinner, Jordan told them he had grown up in an orphanage after being abandoned by his biological parents.
I expected sympathy. Maybe admiration. At the very least, basic decency.
Instead, my parents exchanged a look and giggled.
My father leaned back in his chair and said, “Well, I think we all know why your parents left you there.”
For a second, I could not breathe.
“Are you serious right now?” I snapped.
Dad waved me off. “It’s just a joke, Jen.”
But it wasn’t.
