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MY STEPMOM STOLE MY LATE MOM’S WEDDING DRESS TO MARRY MY DAD – EVEN THOUGH IT WAS MEANT FOR ME
It was Greta, Lisa’s sister.
A smiling woman standing in a bedroom | Source: Midjourney
The door was cracked open just enough for me to see inside.
And when I did, my entire world stopped.
Lisa was wearing my mom’s wedding dress.
She twirled in front of the mirror, adjusting the lace sleeves, smoothing the beading like it belonged to her. Like it wasn’t a sacred piece of my mother’s memory.
A young woman standing in a doorway | Source: Midjourney
Her sister clapped.
“Oh, my God. It’s perfect, Lisa! It’s like it was made for you, honey! Wow!”
