" He sighs. “Mary and I are engaged. We’re getting married in March.” “You just met her.” “I know it’s soon, but Mary says there’s no reason to wait. We love each other.” “Wow.” A piece of greasy dumpling rises in my throat. “I need you to tell me it’s okay.” “You’re pathetic.” I slam down the phone. “That went well,” Peter says. "

― Miranda Cowley Heller , The Paper Palace