My Twin Stole My Wedding, Then My Curse Unleashed Hell
Language: en
My twin sister, Serena, was wearing my custom wedding gown, replacing me to marry Julian Blackwood. The wedding ceremony outside was lively, and I screamed for ages, but no one heard me. I huddled in the corner, sniffling, softly muttering like the pushover I was: "The real bride is right here. How can this wedding even happen...?" The words had barely left my lips when, CRASH— Just as the ceremony reached its peak, the front door, frame and lock, shattered and collapsed. I was a pushover, but I was born with a cursed tongue. 1 The heavy reinforced door crashed down, eliciting gasps from…