Instead, I shut the door and called my friend, Deirdre, who was already at the venue.
“I need you to find me a white dress urgently,” I said. “Anything. A thrift store, department store — I don’t care.
I am getting married today.”
She returned 30 minutes later with a simple ivory sheath dress. Nothing like the elegant gown I’d originally chosen, but when I stepped into it, I felt radiant!
Stronger, somehow. Like this was my armor.
When it was time for the ceremony, I saw Robert waiting for me at the end of the aisle.
His face flickered with confusion as he noticed the dress.
An hour later, I walked out to Robert in a completely different dress — but in that moment, it didn’t matter to me at all!
After the vows, kisses, applause, and photos, I pulled him aside.
“I need to tell you what happened,” I said.
He looked worried. “What’s wrong?”
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