My Parents Wanted My Sister to Walk Down the Aisle First at My Wedding — We Agreed, So They Got Into Our Trap

When Ryan and I arrived to discuss the wedding, Dad held up a check. “We’ve already written it,” he said. “But there’s one condition.”

Mom chimed in, her voice syrupy and smug. “It’s not right for a younger sister to marry first. Melissa will walk down the aisle first. In a white dress. With her own bouquet. Her moment.”

I felt sick. But Ryan squeezed my hand and leaned in.

“Let them,” he whispered. “Trust me.”Continue reading…