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My sister believed my Navy uniform would spoil the image of her royal-style wedding. So she removed me from the guest list, posed happily for the cameras, and acted as if I had never existed.

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eyes filled with tears.

“I suspected for months. She told me the palace admired the Carter family’s service. Then I saw one of the engagement profiles prepared for the foreign press.” She swallowed hard. “It described my Emily. Not Rachel.”

Rachel shook her head violently.

“I was going to tell him after the wedding.”

A bitter murmur moved through the chapel.continue reading …

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