I Thought It Would Be the Happiest Day of My Life Until I Cut into My Wedding Cake and Everything Fell Apart – Story of the Day

When I cut into my wedding cake, I expected applause and laughter — but the moment the knife touched the frosting, the whole room went silent, as if everyone suddenly saw something I couldn’t.

I grew up in Louisiana, where every dinner turned into a comedy show and no one left the table without a little gossip and a lot of butter.

My mama believed food could solve anything, and my sister Lacey believed she could. Me?

I just wanted peace. And Ethan.

He came into my life like a soft storm — polite, charming, always fixing things.

“You shouldn’t lift that box, darlin’,” he’d say, taking it from my hands like I was made of glass.

I used to find it sweet. Later, I’d call it a red flag.

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