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

The magnolias outside were too quiet, and every sound in the house felt like a secret being whispered. Around midnight, I went to the kitchen for water and found Ethan’s phone buzzing on the counter.

One message. From Lacey.

My heart slammed so hard it made the glass shake in my hand.

I didn’t open it, not then.

I just stood there, watching the phone light up again with another text.

I remember whispering, “Not anymore.”

The morning of the wedding, Mama was marching through the kitchen with her hair in curlers, shouting, “Don’t you dare let the shrimp overcook!”

The caterer nearly dropped a tray. I sat in front of the mirror, trying to steady my hands. My lipstick trembled along with them.

Lacey hovered in the doorway, too calm for a woman who’d spent half the night “helping” Ethan with decorations.

“You look beautiful,” she said.

“You’re not mad I borrowed your earrings, right?”

I turned to her reflection.

“Not mad. Just surprised you asked.”

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