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.

cousins froze. My mother, who had looked confused at first, covered her mouth. My father murmured my name under his breath, as if warning me to stay calm.

But it was already too late.

—Apologize to her —I told Camila.

She frowned, offended.

—Me? Why? She’s the one who screamed at me.

—Because you just ruined my wife’s dress.

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