In the Spotlight
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True Story Sis: I Got Kicked Out of My Best Friend's Wedding
“I don’t think you should come,” she said flatly, emotionless.
I was driving. Holding my phone against my ear, I glanced behind me, where a long, ballet-pink dress (not blush, though that shade was painstakingly considered) lay on the backseat inside its plastic cover. My bridesmaid dress.
And yet all of the sudden - even though I paid for it - somehow it no longer felt like mine.
