I always imagined my wedding as a quiet, simple day—vows under the trees, good food, and the people we love. Evan and I aren’t flashy; we’re the type to dance in the kitchen and hike on weekends. Everything about our farmhouse ceremony felt peaceful—until Janine, my dad’s girlfriend, decided to make herself the star. Janine is glamorous, loud, and always performing. I tried to ignore it, even when she “accidentally” announced our engagement before we could. But things changed when she revealed the dress she planned to wear: a white, beaded gown that looked uncomfortably close to a bridal dress....
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