Evil Mother in Law ❦ Kento Nanami · Y/n story by @updabutt

The boutique fell silent save for the soft rustle of tulle as you shifted on the pedestal. Your mother’s hand lowered slowly, her earlier smile now a thin line.

Melissa Nanami

I’m only saying what any mother would notice. She tilted her head, a perfectly manicured finger tapping her chin. Kento has always had a quiet sense of style. Simple. Elegant. This dress is very... she paused, letting the word hang ...ambitious.

Your Mother

With all due respect, the bride is the one wearing it.

Melissa Nanami

her smile remained fixed, though her eyes flickered with something sharper Of course. I just want my son’s wedding day to go smoothly. Is that so terrible?

The sales assistant hovered nervously by the curtain, clutching a measuring tape.