but instead, she grabbed the microphone.
My eyes narrowed. It was starting.
Seven:
Tiffany, excited, addressed me, “Sister, this is
your big day! I’m so happy for you!”
Applause broke out. Tiffany smirked, “Mark,
you’re amazing! You must have superpowers!
No way my sister would only choose you.”
“She must have tried them all, but only you.
You must be incredible!”
It was obvious she was implying my
–
promiscuity. Mark’s face darkened. But it
wasn’t over.
Tiffany continued, turning to my in–laws,
“Uncle and Aunt, you’re amazing too! My
sister’s great at being a daughter; you’re her
parents now, so be careful! Drink water
slowly! Don’t let her jinx you!”
I feigned offense, “Tiffany, what are you
saying?”
L
I yelled to the security guards, “What are you
doing? Someone’s acting crazy! Get her out
of here!”
They were paid off.
Tiffany laughed, “Sis, I’m not lying! We grew
up.together. I know you. I have proof!”
“I wasn’t going to show it, but you’re
slandering me, so everyone can judge!”
She pressed a remote. The hall echoed with
inappropriate sounds. The guests screamed.
I smiled knowingly at Tiffany.
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