The Wrong Sister (Wrongs #1)

Prologue

PROLOGUE

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My wedding dress is on fire. Literally going down in flames—while I’m still wearing it. My husband-to-be is trying to put the flames out with no luck because this monstrosity has a trizillion layers glued together for dear life. The diamonds on my corset are heavy. It’s laced too tight. The air is sparse.

When my unfortunate groom sees he can’t do anything to help me, he grabs me by my waist and throws me into the ocean.

A second ago, I was a torch. And now, I’m a float. With a fluff of flaming tulle layers over my ass.

Yep, that’s me.

You’re probably wondering how I ended up in this place? Well , let’s see.