I couldn’t believe what I was shopping for—a steamer to touch up my maid of honor dress. It hadn’t been a rushed purchase, but it was definitely last minute as the next day would be the date of my sister’s wedding to my ex-fiance.That’s why I was wandering through the small appliance section of the
My sister immediately reacted to the contact, ripping off her blindfold and looking at the man in horror.“What is this? Who are you?” she asked, alarmed.“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that you’re the bride. A round of applause for the bride!” the stripper announced, trying to get eve
The sound of Amanda’s body hitting the water snapped me out of my daze. She had done it. That crazy lunatic had actually thrown herself into the water.“What did you do?! Murderer!” Estelle screamed at me.My face showed nothing but shock as I realized I wasn’t alone. About five of the bridesmaids w
My words earned me several scoldings, but they rolled right off me. I couldn’t have cared less about the opinions of those women.-By the time we returned to the port, Amanda was being checked over in the ambulance, and Serge’s car pulled up. Amelia was the first to rush out, wrapping Amanda in her
The culmination of my evil plans was finally about to unfold on that glorious day. Standing at the entrance of the cathedral, wearing my pink bridesmaid dress, I witnessed a rather amusing sight—Amanda struggling to get out of a flower-covered Mercedes 300. Her princess-style dress was so puffy that
She walked down the aisle to "Ave Maria," hanging off my father’s arm while wearing her enormous gown with a veil and crown adorning her head. Many of the women among the guests were moved. The cathedral was packed to the brim, and the decor was straight out of a fairytale, I’d admit that much.The
Even Amelia’s discomfort didn’t make me feel any better. Lucius, on the other hand, reveled in it. He enjoyed this kind of torture, especially when it was directed at Amelia’s past. He had already asked her several times about her supposed archaeological training in Egypt or if it was true that she
The world spun, even with my eyes closed as I woke up—I could still feel it. I had definitely had too much to drink at my sister’s pathetic wedding. Smiling, I snuggled deeper into my small bed. It was hard to pick the best part of that hellish wedding—the critical mother-in-law, the hypocritical fa