MORGAN
My sister will get married and I was really happy for her. Just looking at her planning her wedding gave me joy. That’s when an idea popped in my head.
Two actually.
“Madison, if you want, I can design your wedding dress. It will be beautiful,” I offered as I sat next to her at the dining table.
“I was hoping you would be the one to do it. I’ve seen all your designs and they’re amazing,” she mentioned, holding my hand.
“You have?” I frowned, confused.
“Of course I have, I’ve been following your success, and I’ve been proud of you from the moment you designed the first one.”
Madison showed me the pictures of every single dress I’ve designed, and every article where they talked about me and my career. I felt flattered, despite not having contact with each other, she
