She Tried to Ruin My Wedding With One Announcement but I Was Prepared

A table of children in their miniature formalwear, apparently conducting secret negotiations about the cake situation.

And Madison.

My sister sat just to my left at the head table, in a dress the precise shade of polished envy. Emerald, technically, but I had my own reading of that color by then. Her dark hair was pinned in a sleek chignon. Her lipstick continue reading …