Elena
“Is that your bridesmaid dress?” Mom grimaced at the lavender dress I held.
“Yeah, isn’t the dress code lavender for the bridesmaids?” I glanced half-heartedly at the rest of the dresses. Alecia, Ashley, and Serenity had already selected theirs while I was helping Mom choose her wedding trousseau.
“But this one’s too simple. Allow me!” Uncle Stephen smiled and sorted through the entire store for the perfect dress for me. I watched him fuss over something so trivial. My dad had never accompanied me to a shop, let alone buy something for me.
“I like these two, Ellie. We can take both.” He placed them into the shopping cart without listening to my protests.
“They’re beautiful, Uncle Stephen. Thank you. But I don’t need two, please.”
He turned a deaf ear to me. “I’m sure you’l
