On my wedding day, my husband’s sister publicly laid down rules: You’ll serve our family. I asked two questions — and suddenly saw everything clearly

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“Before we continue,” she announced brightly, “there are a few expectations Emily needs to understand.”

My fingers tightened around my bouquet.

Guests shifted awkwardly in the pews. Somewhere behind me, my mother inhaled sharply.

Beside me, Daniel stared at the floor in his black tuxedo.

Not surprised.

Not embarrassed.

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