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go over the seating arrangements," Christine said, laying a folder on the coffee table as if it was a business meeting. "I don't know who to sit with who. Plus, it’s going to look funny at the head table with just a best man. So, I figured I’d put most of the wedding party together. Everyone who fits.” She waited a moment, purposely reminding Jamie she wasn’t doing her maid of honor part, and thus, had been forced to step down.
    "Let's not focus on me, how about we just concentrate on the seating arrangements?" Jamie forced herself to smile, knowing exactly what her sister was thinking.
    "Whatever you say, milkshake girl." Christine smirked and then pulled up the diagram of the seating arrangements. She had penciled Jamie's name in on a table way in the corner, not at the head table where the wedding party was eating. She wrote big enough so Jamie's name took up two seats.
    Jamie bit down her anger. The kids’ table? Really?
    Just then Stephen came out of the bedroom from the hall, looking just as immaculately and stiffly dressed as Christine did. He wore a thousand-dollar suit with the jacket, tie. "Have you made coffee, Christine?"
    "It's in the pot, dear, all fresh and ready." Christine flashed him her sweetest smile.
    "Thank you, darling." He looked up with a grin at the two of them, but his smile disappeared when Christine’s attention went back to the guest list. He glared at Jamie. "I'll be in my room if you need me, Christine."
    "Okay, dear," she said. As soon as he was gone she turned to Jamie with a glare. "What the hell did you do to him?" she hissed. "I've never seen him look so uncomfortable in my life."
    "I didn't do anything!" Jamie said defensively. And she hadn't. Aside from being in the wrong place at the wrong time, she was the victim. She straightened. I’m no damn victim! He could have the decency to apologize or act humiliated for his actions. He certainly hadn't been ashamed when he started fucking her sister.  She wasn't sure why he was any different now.
    "Well, whatever it is, you have to apologize to him," Christine said. "I can't have my maid of honor pissing off my groom, now can I?"
    "I didn't do anything, I swear!" She was Christine’s maid of honor again? She thought she’d been demoted. She almost giggled, except the thought of Christine telling her to apologize to Stephen irked her too much.
    Christine smiled indulgently. "I'm sure whatever vulgar or uncivilized thing you did, you thought was perfectly normal, Jamie. But that doesn't mean the rest of us who have taste think that acting like a barbarian is acceptable at any occasion."
    Jamie closed her eyes and counted to ten. "I didn't do anything," she said, gritting her teeth. "I have nothing to apologize for. And don’t talk to me like that. I’m your sister."
    "I don't care what you think you've done," Christine said. "You’ve obviously done something and I can't have you messing up my wedding. So either apologize to my fiancé… or… or…”
    “Or what? You going to knock me out of the prized position again?” Jamie covered her mouth in surprise. She knew better than to mock her sister. Fangs and claws came out when you did that.
    Christine frowned as her face burned red. “You stupid, fat bitch! You think you’re better than everyone, don’t you? If you fuck up, you apologize.”
    Suddenly, months of rage and resentment boiled up in Jamie and she couldn't force it to stay down. "I’m stupid?!" she shouted. "I don't want to be your dumb-ass maid of honor anyway! Your husband-to-be is an ass! You’re too imprudent to see it! Let Scarlet enjoy your constant bitchy phone calls and stupid breakdowns because I’m done! So fucking done!" She wanted to rant about Stephen and his dumb-ass ways as well, but managed to bite her tongue. She needed food. She needed a sister on her side. Well, screw them all!
    "Good! I told Mom you wouldn’t make it!" Christine snapped. "You're lucky I'm letting you even come to my wedding