“You can’t upstage your sister like this.”
My mother said that after my family chose Madison’s wedding over mine and asked me to move the date I’d planned for months because her country-club ceremony was “more important.”
I kept my date, called in every favor I’d earned as an event planner, and twelve days later, a live-stream teaser from an upstate New York castle had over a million views…
Twelve days before my wedding, my entire family decided mine was disposable.
I was pinning my veil in front of the mirror when my phone started buzzing.
Mom.
Dad.
Aunt Jen.
Cousin Sarah.
For a moment, I thought someone was hurt.
I answered.
Mom skipped hello.
“Lauren, we need to talk about your wedding date.”
My stomach tightened.
“What about it?”
Dad joined in.
“There’s been a change. Madison booked her wedding for the same day.”
I froze.
My younger sister had known my date for months.
Mom explained that Madison couldn’t get another Saturday at her country club.
Then, as if that settled everything, she added, “Her venue is more expensive. More sophisticated.”
“You’re asking me to move my wedding?”
