They Told Me My Wedding Could Wait for My Sister—Until They Learned My Fiancé’s Last Name

I thought Dad was calling about the rehearsal dinner.

Maybe the hotel rooms.

Maybe the fact that my mother still hadn’t approved the flowers.

Instead, he cleared his throat and said, “Your sister’s engagement party is that same weekend.”

I laughed because I thought he was joking.

“Wait… Megan just got engaged yesterday.”

“Yes,” Dad said, like that explained everything. “And her fiancé’s family is flying in. Your mother already offered our house. So you can push your wedding back a few months.”

For a second, I couldn’t breathe.