My Perfect Score, Her Perfect Betrayal
Mom said, "A simple engagement party is enough. We'll do something bigger for the wedding."
For once, Dad didn't argue with her. "Listen to your mother."
Joshua's parents traveled all the way from their hometown. When our two families met, they got along wonderfully.
Joshua, dressed in a sharp suit, stood beside me with his arm around my waist, a look of pure contentment written across his face. I wore a white dress with my hair pinned up and light makeup on.
"My darling daughter's so beautiful," Mom said.
"Mom, you've said that like eight times today," I retorted.
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