My Sister Arrived At My Wedding Wearing A White Bridal Gown

accidental.

My maid of honor, Brooke, rushed to my side.

“Clara,” she whispered, panic written across her face. “Say the word, and I’ll have someone escort her out.”

I gently shook my head.

“No.”

Brooke stared at me.

“What?”

“Let her enjoy the entrance.”

She looked completely confused.

Everyone else probably thought I had finally given up.

The truth was…

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