The wedding dress my fiancée bought with her late mother was thrown into the pool—when my sister mocked her, what I did next shattered my family forever.

she was, arms crossed, staring at the dress in the pool as if she had tossed away a napkin.

—Camila, tell me you didn’t do this —I said.

She shrugged.

—Oh, come on, Santiago. Don’t exaggerate. It’s just water.

Natalia gave a broken laugh.

—Just water? It’s my wedding dress.

“Then take it out,” Camila said. “If it matters so much, go inside it.”

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