My MIL Pushed My Mom into the Mud at My Wedding – but Seconds Later, It Was She Who Ended Up Covered in Dirt

Ben always brushed it off and said that’s just how she is.

From the moment she arrived at the venue that morning, something felt off.

When my bridesmaids were helping me into my gown, carefully buttoning each tiny pearl, Karen walked in uninvited.

“Must be nice to have everyone wait on you hand and foot,” she said, examining her manicure. “I did my own makeup on my wedding day. Didn’t need all this fuss.”

My maid of honor, Jessica, shot me a look that said, ignore her.

So, I did.

Later, when Karen saw my mom’s light blue dress, the one we’d picked together at a boutique, she whispered loudly to Ben’s cousin, “Looks like someone’s trying to steal the spotlight from the bride.”

A few people laughed nervously. I felt my stomach tighten, but I told myself to let it go.

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