While I Was Volunteering Abroad, My Sister Stole My Dress And Married My Fiancé — With My Parents’ Blessing. I Didn’t Cry When I Got Back. I Smiled.

shocked?”

“I’m impressed,” I said, letting my backpack slide to the floor. “Really. You pulled off a wedding in a stolen dress. Bold move.”

Ethan shifted uncomfortably. His knee bounced. He stared at the coffee table like if he looked up, he’d turn to stone.

My mother flinched. “Emily, let’s all just calm down and—”

“I am calm. You’d know if I wasn’t.”

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