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inally here, today being the 30th of September, the

thtaking view and mind-blowing interiors. The hallway is adorned with ivory and blush pink. Crystal chandeliers shine golden on t

her wedding gown. Of course... It will be a gorgeous sight." Janelle was smil

n her hotel room, smiling and admiring the beautiful

y -- the day her younger sister will

er walking down the aisle in the elaborate gown their mother had spent months fussing o

e, Janelle's adoptive mother, barge into the room with urgency in her movement "Janelle turned, her brow furrowing. "Wh

with a sweet sugar-coated voice,

at the garment b

at Janelle had long since stopped believing. "A dress, of course. I thought it might be a

wards her, which makes this scenario surprising to Janelle but she doesn't want her mother to feel she's unappreciative and decided to

one just slightly so Janelle would see how lovi

a maid to come get Janelle to the dressing room

arrived. Two stylists immediately approached her,

Miss Monroe," one of

silently hoping it was not what s

Roselle headed over to one of them was kept on the bed;

se. We've been instructed t

y? This is Jasmine's wedding day, not mine!" Janelle s

edding gown! "What is happening here?" She asked the maid and the sty

"We're just following Mrs. Monroe's Ins

ead. "There's been a mistake. I'm not pu

efore one of them hurri

e bride without my knowledge of it?" Daam it... She drew the bag she was holding on the floor. "Somebody get me, my mother; I need some explanation because I'm not going into whatever that is on the bed," Janelle screamed and d

ng around the room; her mind wasn't at rest. None of this made sense. Was this som

to the room, her expression cold and un

their things and left, leavin

ssing her arms. "Why would I be wearing a wedd

aring disappeared, revealing her true mean expression that was hiding. "Y

eart stoppe

voice was now icy. "You're replaci