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The Night Before My Wedding, My Parents Cut My Wedding

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down at the ring on my hand, then at the ribbons on my chest, then at the fading light beyond the church steps.

The night before, my parents thought cutting my wedding dress in half would teach me where I belonged.

They were right about one thing.

It did.

Just not where they intended.

I belong beside the man who saw me walk in wearing everything I had survived continue reading …

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