~Charlotte~The last time I stood in this mansion, I was behind my sister, Scarlett. Hidden in the shadows, quietly watching the formalities of her wedding arrangements. Now, I’m in a black dress tailored to perfection, red hair slicked back, heels too high for comfort, about to take my sister's place—two days before her wedding.My mother fidgets beside me, muttering words I stopped listening to in the car. My calm expression, which I've perfected over the years, masks my panic. The soda I drank on the way threatens to rise back up, but I push it all down. The double doors beyond where we stand open silently.I hear the sharp click of heels, see the flash of rage in cold green eyes, and barely have time to say anything before a hard slap tears into my face. My mother inhales sharply. “Marina, please.” The bird-faced Marina Reimann, adorned in so many glittery jewels, glares daggers at me. “How dare you?!” Her voice rises like a screech ringing in my ears. “How dare both of you
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