“They really thought they could break an Air Force officer with a pair of scissors?”
I smiled.
“Apparently.”
“Then let’s make sure they learn otherwise.”
A few hours later, an official military vehicle pulled up outside the church.
Inside, guests were growing restless. The bride was late. My father, mother, and brother sat in the front row, practically glowing with satisfaction. They expected an announcement. They expected humiliation.
Instead, the church doors opened.
I stepped inside wearing my midnight-blue dress uniform.
Every ribbon. Every medal. Every insignia.
The room fell silent.
My polished shoes echoed across the stone floor as I walked down the aisle.
Veterans rose to their feet.
One by one, more people stood.
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