The morning I got married, my sister cried before I did.
Lorie stood behind me in the small church dressing room, staring at my reflection like she was trying to find the girl I used to be beneath the lace, the careful makeup, the years. Her hands trembled as she covered her mouth.
“You look beautiful, Merry,” she whispered.
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