Hailey’s eyes burned with fury. “CHANGE YOUR DATE. Or I swear, I’ll make this miserable for you.”

Dad let out an exaggerated sigh. “Come on, you’re sisters. Let’s not turn this into a mess.”

“This is ridiculous!” Hailey shrieked. “You KNOW my wedding will be bigger, better!”

Mom turned to me, her voice dripping with forced sweetness. “Sweetheart, Hailey and Derek have already sent their save-the-dates.”

Grandma placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Emily has waited for this moment her whole life. Hailey can find another place.”

Mom exhaled, as if exhausted. “Fine. We’ll cover your entire wedding. Every penny. Just move the date.”

I stared in disbelief. My parents had never offered me anything. But now, they were willing to throw money at me—just to keep Hailey happy.

Without a word, I pulled out my phone and blocked their numbers right in front of them. I was done.

They left, Hailey still wailing like her world had ended.

And in the end? She canceled her booking. Because it was never about the venue.

She didn’t care about the venue—she just couldn’t stand me having something beyond her control.

I’m incredibly grateful for my grandparents. Without them, I don’t know how I would’ve handled this.