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After Losing My Mom, I Didn't Know How to Be a 'Bride'

The dresses were whites and creams, lacy and chiffon, and a stranger stood beside me, zipping me into gown after gown. “How exciting,” the stranger said. “The happiest day of your life!” I cringed. “Oh, beautiful,” my aunts said, clapping, as I walked out to model the dresses. I spun and sashayed, blew kisses. My…

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