DADDY CONSUMMATES OUR MARRIAGE

“My god, I can't believe I finally got to wear this today,” I say to myself, running my fingers over the lace wedding dress. It was only a few hours ago, but it all still feels like a dream. I'm still in shock it's finally happened. I'm married to my stepdad. Or he was my stepdad... I don't know. Who knows if I can adapt to thinking about him in any other way. The thought is so new I can't wholly wrap my mind around it.

He spoils me, as this eight thousand dollar dress attests. I think even now, as I wait in our hotel...