My Daughter Knit My Wedding Dress – Just Hours Before the Ceremony, I Found It Ruined and Knew Exactly Who Did It

Upstairs, Lily sat with the ruined dress across her lap.

When Clara stepped into the doorway, Lily’s eyes widened like she expected another hit.

Clara swallowed.

“Lily… I shouldn’t have touched it.”

Lily didn’t speak. She just clutched the yarn.

Clara’s mouth pinched. “I’m… sorry.”

Daniel held the door open behind her.

“Go,” he said.

“And don’t ever come near my wife or Lily again.”

Clara turned and walked away.

“I tried to fix it,” Lily said softly. “I thought maybe if I pulled the stitches back…”

“Baby girl, it can’t be fixed the same way,” I said. “But it can be altered.”

“Mom, it’s not going to be perfect.

It might look… silly.“

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