The Two-Tiered Wedding
Language: en
Right before the wedding ceremony was supposed to start, my mom found me, her face dark with anger. "Chloe, did you arrange the catering for the reception?" I nodded, confused. I had personally handled all the catering details. We even went to several different hotels for tastings before settling on this one. My mom froze for a second, then glared at me. "Are you out of your mind?! I gave you thirty thousand dollars, and this is the garbage you serve at your wedding?!" "Your husband's family gets top-shelf whiskey, premium steak, and lobster!" "And you serve our relatives cheap beer and…