The wedding I had meticulously planned was happening, but the bride was my sister. With only 3 hours left until the ceremony, I sat in the dressing room, waiting for my sister, Lily Davis, to bring me my wedding veil. She had left in a hurry, leaving her phone on the vanity. When the screen lit up, I noticed a strange group chat. It was called "For Lily's Wedding". The latest message was from Mom. Mom: Is Raven still in the dressing room? Don't let her come out. Edwin's brother replied quickly. Cedric: Don't worry, Mrs. Davis. I'm heading over right now to stall her. Mom sent another message. Mom: Lily has suffered so much since childhood. We owe her this wedding to make up for it. Raven has everything, so she won't mind. Immediately after, she tagged everyone. Mom: The ceremony will be over in 30 minutes. Nobody say a word. Below was a row of familiar profile pictures. My uncle, my cousin, Edwin's parents, and the bridesmaids I had personally invited. Everyone replied with an "okay". I stared at those words, a chill crept into my fingers. My wedding was supposed to be in 3 hours, yet the wedding they prepared for Lily would be over in 30 minutes. Since that was the case, there was no need to go through with this wedding that never belonged to me.