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But she was family, and excluding her would’ve caused more drama than I had the energy to deal with. My mom would’ve turned it into a personal tragedy, and my dad—well, he’s a good man—but he’s always fallen for Chloe’s crocodile tears. So I invited her.
While everyone else respected the soft pastel theme, my sister waltzed in wearing a deep red satin dress that hugged her curves and reflected every camera flash like a disco ball.
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