WHILE TRYING ON MY BRIDAL SHOES IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR, I OVERHEARD MY FUTURE MOTHER-IN-LAW WHISPER: “ARE YOU SURE SHE DOESN’T SUSPECT ANYTHING? WE WANT HER APARTMENT AND HER MONEY. AFTERWARD, WE’LL SEND HER TO AN ASYLUM.” I STOOD COMPLETELY PARALYZED, UNABLE TO SAY A SINGLE WORD. THEN… I SMILED.
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