MY FIERCE RIVAL BARGED INTO MY WEDDING & SEIZED THE MICROPHONE
The wedding was in full swing—laughter, music, clinking glasses. It was perfect.
Until she walked in.
Mary.
My husband’s so-called “other woman.”
She had been our coworker for years, constantly whispering rumors about an affair with my fiancé, Tom. I never believed her—until now.
I froze as she strutted into the hall, her red dress too bold, her smirk too confident.
I turned to Tom, my stomach in knots. “What is she doing here? I told you a million times NOT to invite her!”
He shot me an uncomfortable smile. *”Relax, babe. This tiny thing isn’t gonna ruin our wedding.”
“Tom, seriously, I asked you!”* I pressed, my hands trembling.
*”Jess, I swear I didn’t invite her! I have no idea why she’s here!”* he replied, looking just as confused as I was.
I wanted to believe him.
I really did.
SHE CAUGHT THE BOUQUET… OF COURSE
Trying to ignore her, I turned to my friends. It was time for the bouquet toss.
I took a deep breath, spun around, and tossed it over my shoulder.
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I turned back just in time to see Mary catching it.
A slow, deliberate smirk stretched across her lips.
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I ignored her. If I didn’t acknowledge her, she couldn’t ruin my night.
But then—
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The emcee’s voice boomed: *”The lucky lady who caught the bouquet, please step up to the mic!”*
I spun around.
No. No. No.
With a gleam in her eye, Mary grabbed the microphone.
She locked eyes directly on me.
*”Well, well, well,”* she purred, her voice dripping with amusement. *”I guess the universe has spoken. But before we go ahead and celebrate this perfect little union, I think there’s something the bride deserves to know.”*
The crowd fell silent.
My heart stopped.
And then she said something that shattered everything.