Too Late to Apologize, The Lost Heiress is Leaving You Behind

On my birthday, I waited from two in the afternoon until two in the morning.

My husband and my parents, who had promised to be there, never showed up.

It wasn't until two-thirty in the morning that the family SnapChat group finally buzzed.

First was a message from my husband, Ethan:

[I spent the day out with Lily. Let’s just move your birthday celebration to today and do it with her.]

Then my mom chimed in, complaining right below his message:

[Don't you always celebrate your birthdays together anyway? Why did you insist on having a separate one this year? Stop making a scene.]