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She laughed. That light, fake laugh she used when lying.
Mama peeked in.
Lacey’s head snapped up. “New cake?”
“Yeah,” Mama said.
“The other one got… what’d he say? Damaged on the road.”
Lacey blinked fast, her face draining of color. “Wait— that’s not— I mean… did Ethan approve it?”
Ethan shrugged.
“As long as it’s standing, it’s fine.”
I smiled softly, smoothing my veil. “Oh, I’m sure it’s perfect.”
Lacey looked at me as if trying to read something in my eyes. But I only adjusted my lipstick and said, “You look pale, sis.
Her throat moved as she swallowed. “Yeah. Just… warm, that’s all.”
The ceremony was sweet and short, just the way I wanted or pretended to want.
When Ethan kissed me, cameras flashed, guests cheered, and I almost laughed at the thought of what was waiting inside that flawless tower of sugar.
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