I want my wife to have the ceremony she deserves — without the comedy sideshow.”
The guests rose to their feet. Applause broke out, starting slow and building until it filled the church.
Mrs. Chen from my work actually shouted, “Hallelujah!”
Margaret spun on her heel and stormed out, Gerald scuttling behind her like a forgotten prop.
The church doors slammed shut with a sound like thunder.
Jake took my hands, and we said our vows alone at the altar, with everyone finally focused on where they should have been all along.
It wasn’t just a ceremony anymore. It was a promise that he would always, always, stand by my side.
Later that night, we curled up on the couch in our hotel suite, and I asked the question that had been bugging me since the wedding
“How did you know?” I asked. “And why didn’t you prevent this?”
“I’ll explain everything.”
“Remember how Mom asked me to fix her laptop a few days ago? While I was busy, I accidentally saw the open browser tab. She’d been searching how to alter a wedding dress quickly.
And had uploaded a photo of your dress.”Continue reading…
