t like his bride looking like a stray cat,"
it. She stood in front of the mirror, dressed in an elegant white gow
a muttered quietly, avoid
the mirror. "That's why you ended up with Damon, isn't it? The
she looked over her shoulder.
tically giving you charity by marrying you. You
e Damon. The fa
at you." She stepped closer, brushing invisible lint off Elena's gown. "All your life, you've been the quiet little shado
nto the room, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. Her
ing with sweetness. "I just hope Elena doe
arted, her voice bar
a, I've told you before. Today isn't just about you. This is
Elena said, lo
o nervous. You're lucky Damon agreed to mar
g overshadowed by Ivy, the favored daughter. Ivy, with her confidence, beauty, and ch
. "I'm sure Damon doesn't mind a bride who looks like she
ing but a mistake," Ivy continued
ing. "I never wanted to take anything
. "Because you exist.
she decided to push back. "Why do yo
na, do you think I enjoy doing this? It's exhausting being the one who holds eve
ing," Elena said,
iving in some tiny apartment, probably working in a diner. You s
ough her tone lacked conviction. "We don't have tim
quet. "Don't trip on the way out, Elena," s
_
ing the decorations and eagerly awaiting the twin brides. The carriages st
y, who walked with the confidence of a queen. Their carriages were
into her carriage. "Good lu
nto her own carriage. As the door closed behind her, she
horses' hooves echoing against the cobblestone path
-
he road, the c
ing?" Elena as
iss Calloway," he said
silent. She was too nervo
s well. She opened the window and yelled at her driv
y," the driver replied.
drivers exchanged brief, hurried whispers. T
forward again. She leaned out the window
her sister's carriage
change. She adjusted her veil, a smug smile on her fa
-
it wasn't the church. Her eyes widened as unfa
re are we?"
voice said. A man stepped forward, his
dread creepin
e church. She stepped out confidently,