The dresses were a hit at the wedding, drawing more compliments than Jade’s designer gown. I overheard her telling a friend how easy it was to “manipulate” me into free labor. I was furious, but I stayed silent — until her own dress ripped just minutes before her first dance. Desperate and in tears, she begged me to fix it. I could’ve refused, but I didn’t. I grabbed my sewing kit and saved her from public embarrassment.
