I took photos with my phone, making sure every angle was captured.
I didn’t want this to turn into a he-said, she-said situation.
Then, with the tattered dress still hanging there, Laura sauntered in, sipping water from a glass.
“This wasn’t just a dress,” I said.
She didn’t even flinch.
Instead, she leaned back and said, “Oh, is the bride having problems?
Maybe it’s a sign you should cancel the wedding.”
I stared at her, silent.
What she didn’t know was that I was not broken or angry — just deciding.
I didn’t make a scene as she walked away looking smug.
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