KIMBERLY

I sat in the car, staring out the window as the city blurred past, but all I could hear was my mom’s giggling.

She hasn’t stopped since we left the hall. Not that I blame her. Today was her big day. Her perfect, fairytale wedding. And judging by the way she kept smiling at her ring every two seconds, she was living her happily ever after.

“Oh my God, Kimmy.” She suddenly turned toward me, her eyes shining like a teenager who just got proposed to at prom. She held up her left ...