My Sister Married A Total Stranger—Then His Mom Dropped A Bomb At The Reception

None of us had met him. Not even once. My sister Celine got engaged after three months and planned the wedding in six weeks. We were all bracing for chaos—cheap flowers, bad DJ, awkward vibes.

But it was… shockingly beautiful. Like, Pinterest-board beautiful. The guy—Gavin—seemed decent enough. Polite. Maybe a little stiff. His family was quiet, almost too polished. We figured, okay, maybe we misjudged this.

Then it got weird.

By dessert, Gavin had vanished for a solid 20 minutes. Someone said he was on a call. Another said they saw him outside… pacing.

But the real twist didn’t come until the very end.

Guests were trickling out. I was helping box cupcakes when Gavin’s mom walked over to ours. Smiling. But tense. Like she was holding her breath.

She leaned in and said, “I just hope there’s no hard feelings, all things considered.”

Mom blinked. “What do you mean?”

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