I do the only thing I can. I look her straight in the eye…and lie. “I swear.” The burning need to fill my lungs grows, but I hold my breath, praying my sister believes me. “Fine.” Thankfully, she starts chattering again, her previous concern seeming to vanish. “Have you thought about what kind of dress you’re going to get? Don’t get one with all those ruffles and frills. They won’t suit. You need something elegant. Classy. I can’t wait to see Emilio’s face when you walk down the aisle. He won’t know what hit him.” As I stare at my sister, there’s nothing I wish for more than for her to remain
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