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11: One More Day
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2025-05-02 01:03:11“This’ll fit you perfectly, sissy!”
Ella grins like a two-year-old as she flips through numerous styles for my dress.
“What do you think?” She rolls her big eyes at me.
She’s clearly ecstatic. I’m not.
“I think so too.” My giggle somehow seems genuine. “It will compliment… you know…” now, I’m sounding awkward.
I look down at the magazine to know which one exactly. There are seven on display. Argh!
“Just perfect.” I randomly tap a photo.
Then, her eyes shoot at me and she frowns. “That’s the wrong dress, sissy. Have you even been listening?”
Oh, shit.
I heave a sigh and rake through my brain for my emergency responses. “I mean, this too is also perfect.”
It does the magic as she smiles.
The seamstress, who has been waiting patiently to take my measurements, eventually does. After which, we go over the last fitting of her beautiful wedding dress.
It's a stunning lace mermaid dress with delicate cap sleeves, a sweetheart neckline, and intricate beading. The fitted bodice and flowing train create a romantic silhouette.
I blink back tears. Not for my failed wedding, but in excitement for her.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmur in her ears. “Adam is so fudging lucky.”
We chuckle and tear up together.
Her hands clutch around mine and we don't take our eyes off the perfect reflection in the mirror.
I peel away when Adam comes to get his woman after the fitting. He’s tall and lanky as I remember, and damn hot too. Ella is particular about ‘genes’. We share a quick wave and hug before they drive out.
Alone, I round up our little cottage.
It’s still as I remember; snug, quaint, and charming.
The garden is a bit overgrown, with light brown leaves. I plum in the rusty seat, plug in my earphones, and connect to nature.
My mind slowly drifts to him.
I wonder what he's doing now. Perhaps he must have broken into my home after futile attempts to reach me.
‘I miss you…’ I murmur within.
A tap on my shoulder makes my heart jump in terror.
“Holly Christ!” I gasp.
A crooked chuckle erupts. “Easy, Tes. It’s just me.”
I look up to find my nightmare; Dr. Clara.
Her hair is now all shades of grey. She is aging like fine wine. She joins me on the bench Without asking.
“Good evening, Dr. Clara,” I murmur and pull out my earphones.
“Oh, please,” she waves me off. “Enough with the formality. It’s always been Clara.” She reminds me. “How’s life away from home?”
I don't think through my reply.
“Great,” I lie through my teeth.
“Hope you’re settling in pretty fine?” She hastily asks as if it’s a pattern before getting to the main point.
“Yeah. Great food. Fresh air. Why not?” I pluck a leaf and play with it.
Oddly, she adjusts in her seat and looks at me. “Your mum said you needed my help.”
Argh! Of course.
“It’s okay to not be your sister, Tessa.” She says innocently.
Good Lord! I was just waiting for her to fumble. And she did, real bad.
“First, we’ll let her have her moment and enjoy her perfect dream wedding. Then, we can see how to help you.”
Nah… I change my mind. 24 hours. That’s the most I can last with this lady!
She stands up to leave. A small smile ticks the side of her lips. “See you soon.”
‘Better still, never.’ I groan in my head and sigh as I watch her leave.
*** ***
Ella’s Wedding EveIt’s her bridal shower.
We’re lodged in a hotel closer to the old church’s building where she’ll be saying her vows. The room is decorated with white and red ribbons and balloons.
Ella’s gone with Adam to pick up her dress and mine too. I stay behind to give them their moment and also get the room ready for the ladies coming over; Rumi, Alexis, and Scarlett.
They’re Ella’s schoolmates in high school. They had always been a clique before Ella joined in. The thing about birds of a feather isn’t always true. While Ella is just a pretty hot ass, the other girls are mean bitches.
We share something in common: mutual hatred.
Voices and giggles emanate from the corridor, and it gets louder, and so do footsteps.
It has to be them.
There’s a knock on the door. I go to fetch it.
The three musketeers are in view. One is holding a box of whipped cream cake, the other, a crate of wine, and the last, a fancy tray of finger foods.
They stop by the door to stare at me and themselves as if I’m an intruder. For a moment, they remain silent.
“Hi, Tessa.” Rumi waves with an obviously fake smile.
“Hi, welcome.” I reciprocate the energy and leave the door for them to shut it.
They sit at the far end. Unlike their usual chatterbox selves, they remain quiet.
“Isn’t this a bad omen or something?” One of them whispers.
My jaws tighten. I try to ignore… For Ella.
“Who knows, she might be here for a desperate hookup. Not all guests are for the bride.”
“Isn't she quite advanced for that?”
Hookup? Guest in my baby sister’s wedding? Too old?
That’s it.
I scoff. “Y’all might want to be sensitive enough to stop or tone it down.” I try to keep a straight face as if unbothered.
But damn it! I’m right here! And this second from punching their guts.
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