The bright sun shone brightly over the outdoor lawn in Texas.
White chairs lined the green grass in neat rows.
A high American flag fluttered gently in the warm afternoon breeze.
Clara stood near the front alter wearing a beautiful silver dress.
She held a tight bouquet of white roses in her trembling hands.
Her heart beat fast because this was supposed to be her best day.
She looked down at her small pregnant belly under the silk fabric.
Mark stood opposite her wearing a sharp white tuxedo suit.
He smiled at her, but his eyes looked slightly nervous.
Clara thought he was just nervous about the big crowd.
Dozens of friends and family members filled the bright venue.
Music played softly from the audio speakers near the back.
Everything seemed perfect until a sudden motion caught Clara's eye.
Her older sister Elena walked briskly down the main center aisle.
Elena wore a bright crimson red dress that stood out completely.
She did not look happy for her younger sister at all.
Her jaw was set tight as she marched toward the altar.
The guests began to murmur quietly among themselves.
Clara turned her body slowly toward her approaching sister.
Clara: Elena, what are you doing up here right now?
Elena did not answer her sister with words.
She reached out quickly and grabbed the silk collar of the dress.
With a loud rip, she tore the front seam wide open.
Clara let out a loud gasp and stepped backward in horror.
Clara: Stop ruining my special day!
Elena: You stole everything from me, and everyone will know it today!
The crowd burst into shocked gasps across the seating area.
Clara covered her exposed dress with her trembling hands immediately.
Tears started flowing down her cheeks in front of everyone.
She looked over at Mark to step in and protect her.
Mark just stood completely frozen in his white tuxedo suit.
He did not move a single step to pull Elena away.
Clara felt a cold wave of betrayal wash right over her.