Eleanor wept softly as she rested her head against David.
Eleanor: SON, PLEASE LISTEN TO ME...
David: Hush, mother, you do not need to explain anything.
David looked down at her bruised wrist with deep sadness.
He saw a small scratch from where Jessica had pushed her.
His heart hardened against the woman he almost married.
Jessica took a nervous step forward and reached for David's arm.
Jessica: David, I did not know she was your mother!
David: It should not matter whose mother she was!
His voice echoed off the smooth marble walls of the venue.
David: You treated a helpless human being like total trash!
Jessica began to shake as her rich friends watched her shame.
Her mother rushed into the room wearing a bright yellow gown.
Mother: Jessica, what on earth is happening in this hall?
Jessica: Mom, he says this old woman is his mother!
Jessica's mother looked at Eleanor with disgust and shock.
Mother: David, surely you cannot mean this poor woman?
David: This poor woman built everything I own today.
He held his mother tightly and patted her gray hair.
David: She cleaned offices for thirty years to feed me.
David: She bought my first suit when I had nothing.
The guests began to whisper among themselves in the hall.
Many people felt deep shame for how Jessica had acted.
Jessica tried to fix her lace veil with shaking hands.
Jessica: David, please, let us go on with the wedding.
Jessica: We can invite her to sit in the front row now.
David looked at Jessica like she was a complete stranger.
He saw her true heart for the very first time today.
He realized that money had blinded her to basic goodness.
David: You only care about my title and my fortune.
David: You have no kindness inside your heart at all.
The crowd stared as David turned his back on the bride.
The music playing in the main hall suddenly stopped completely.