“I’m coming out,” Rachel calls. “NO!” Four voices say at once. Jake slaps his hands back up over his eyes as she steps around me. She moves into the doorway, the tail of her gown whispering across the carpet. “Wow,” Harrison huffs, his dark eyes wide as he takes in his twin for the first time in her rocker glam wedding look. “Sis, you look…holy shit.” “That good, huh?” she says with a laugh. He steps forward, quickly wrapping her in a hug. “God, this is fucking torture,” Jake groans. “You really do look amazing,” says Amy, tears shining in her eyes.
