At My Wedding, My MIL Demanded That I Let Her Daughter Walk Down the Aisle Before Me – I Agreed, But Under One Condition

"There's been one last change."

I smiled.

"What kind of change?"

"When those doors open, Rosalie will walk down the aisle before you."

I waited for the joke.

It never came.

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"I'm sorry?"

"My daughter will make the bridal entrance first."

I laughed.

Not because it was funny.

Because I genuinely thought I'd misunderstood.

"Rosalie isn't the bride."

"I know."

"Then why would she walk before me?"

Corrine's smile never changed.

"It's important to our family."

I stared at her.

"What does that even mean?"

"It means I'd appreciate your understanding."

"My understanding? The ceremony starts in 20 minutes."

"I know." She nodded. "The wedding coordinator already has the updated processional."

My stomach dropped.

"You changed the ceremony?"

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"It was only a small adjustment."

"You did this without asking me?"

"I knew you'd never agree."

For a moment, I couldn't even find words.

"You knew I'd say no...so you did it anyway?"

Before Corrine could answer, Kevin walked toward us.

He smiled until he saw my face.

"What's wrong?"

I looked straight at him.

"Please tell me you had nothing to do with this."

His smile faded.

"What happened?"

"Your mother says Rosalie is walking down the aisle before me."

He rubbed the back of his neck.

That tiny movement told me everything.

"You knew."

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"Jess..."

"You knew."

He sighed.

"Can we please not do this right now?"

I stared at him.

"So it's true."

"I just don't want today turning into a bigger scene."

My chest tightened.

"A bigger scene? Your mother changed our wedding."

He looked toward Corrine.

Then back at me.

"It means a lot to her."

"No."

I shook my head.

"It should mean a lot to us."

Natalie stepped out of the bridal suite.

She took one look at my face.

"What's going on?"

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I answered before anyone else could.

"They've changed the ceremony."

Her expression hardened.

"What do you mean?"

"Corrine wants Rosalie to make the bridal entrance before me."

Natalie's mouth fell open.

"Absolutely not."

Corrine folded her hands.

"This is a family matter."

Natalie laughed.

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