ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO MY BROTHER-IN-LAW
Today, I am going to marry the man I love, Damon Mark Olson.
We didn’t have it easy. I am the veritable Cinderella and he was my handsome prince.
People frowned on our relationship. Even his mother never failed to show her dislike for me at every opportunity.
But Damon fought hard for me.
At the church, I heard the first notes of Pachelbel's Canon in D and started my bridal walk.
Damon looked dapper in his suit but he looked distracted, and his hair looked kind of mussed. Tenderness swept over me.
When I reached his side, he took my hand. An electric current coursed through our connected skin. Damon looked startled, and I almost laughed,
The priest gave us his blessings. And to Damon, he said, “You may now kiss your bride.”
I held my breath as Damon very gently lifted my veil. Our eyes connected, and I saw a swirling mass of emotions in his gaze before his head dipped and gave me a kiss that jarred me.
He kissed expertly, too expertly, that my eyes flew to his face.
And that was when realization sank in. I was not kissing Damon Mark Olson. I was kissing someone who looked exactly like him.