A mother installs a baby monitor in her son’s room to keep an eye on him after she notices him tired and restless all the time – only to discover a sudden movement there that sends shivers down her spine…
“Don’t worry, honey. Everything will be fine. Momma is here,” Alicia whispered as she cradled her son Edduin in her arms. The boy had awoken in the middle of the night and refused to stop wailing.
After a while, Alicia had to move all of her files and laptop from the couch to the front table and sit on the couch with Edduin, singing him a lullaby. That didn’t seem to work for the first 10 minutes, but it did eventually, and Alicia breathed a sigh of relief.
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She gently placed Edduin back in the crib in his room, kissed his forehead, and closed the door quietly so as not to wake him, and returned to work.
“How will I manage everything like this? I wish you were here, John! I miss you!” the woman thought as she proceeded to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee.
Almost a year ago…
When doctors told Alicia Silvers and her husband John that they wouldn’t have children, they decided to travel around the world. Shows at the Sydney Opera House, tranquil beaches in Honolulu, tables and buffets in Las Vegas, and majestic fjords in Bergen.
They were going to schedule a trip to the Bahamas when Alicia discovered that she was pregnant. She and John were overjoyed and returned to their hometown Fayetteville, North Carolina, to celebrate the moment with close friends and neighbors.
Alicia and John were both orphans, and they were raised in foster care. Alicia was a stay-at-home wife, while John worked as the managing director of a firm that made parts for household electronics.
They had all they could have wanted in a happy marriage. They had a wonderful home in a lovely area, they enjoyed each other’s company, and now they had the delight of becoming parents. But sadly, this happiness didn’t last long, as Alicia’s world came crumbling down one fateful evening.
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“Hello? Am I talking to Alicia Silvers?”
“Yes? How may I help?”
“This is Officer Duncan, ma’am. I’m sorry to inform you that your husband was killed in a terrible car accident on Farm Road Highway. We got your contact number from his phone. We’d appreciate it if you could come and confirm the body as soon as possible.”
Alicia couldn’t believe what she was hearing! That morning John had left telling her he was going out of town for a business meeting. She didn’t want him to leave and had told him she didn’t feel right about it. But he’d convinced her that she was overreacting and that everything would be fine.
Alicia was 7 months along with her pregnancy at the time. When John insisted on leaving for his meeting, she relented and kissed him goodbye. He’d promised to return soon, but when she heard the terrible news, she couldn’t bear the shock and went into labor.
Thankfully, she quickly dialed her next-door neighbor, Mrs. Hall, who rushed to her house and called 911. Alicia was immediately rushed to the hospital, where she gave birth to a baby boy. However, due to his premature birth, he was admitted to the NICU for some time.
When Alicia and the baby were discharged from the hospital, she took over John’s business and began working to support her son. Understanding the company dynamics didn’t take her long because she had an MBA. Problems arose because Edduin was very small and constantly demanded his mother’s attention.
John’s secretary, Madison, was extremely helpful to her and understood her situation, so she suggested that Alicia work from home and assisted her in setting up her workspace so that Alicia could care for her baby.
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Yes, Alicia could have hired a nanny to look after the boy, but she didn’t want to do that. She wanted to look after her baby on her own, so she started working from home. In that way, somehow, Alicia managed to look after her son and work simultaneously.
Almost a year passed like that. Little did Alicia know she’d soon have another trouble knocking at her door.
The present-day…
As Alicia made a cup of coffee and proceeded to the living room, she arranged all her files and decided to take a final look at the reports for the day. It was around 1 a.m. It took her half an hour to wrap up the work, and the woman retired on the couch due to tiredness.
Suddenly, she awoke at 8 o’clock in the morning due to Edduin’s crying sound. She jumped to her feet and dashed over to him, where she discovered him with tears streaming down his cheeks like a waterfall.
“What happened, honey? Are you hungry?” she asked as she started rocking him. This was the second time in a week that Alicia had noticed Edduin was restless and crying uncontrollably during his sleep.
She looked inside his crib to see if there was anything that was poking him, but she couldn’t find anything. Finally, she concluded that he might be fine after a while and decided to wait and see if the crying continued.
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Thankfully, Edduin’s abrupt crying stopped after a week or so, much to her relief, but he appeared to be very tired every day. He kept yawning and touching his face whenever she held him in her arms or tried to play with him, and the toys he’d previously adored seemed uninteresting to him.
Worried, she contacted a doctor about it, but even that didn’t seem really fruitful.
“I’m worried because he seems really calm most of the time, doctor, but he also looks tired in the mornings. Why is that so?” asked Alicia, worried.
“Don’t worry, Mrs. Silvers. Babies seem to have a phase,” the doctor advised her. “Perhaps Edduin is going through the same.”
“But how long will it take for him to be fine? I’m really worried about him.”
“Don’t worry much, Mrs. Silvers. There is no such time frame, but everything will be fine. It varies from one baby to another.”
Thinking it was one of those phases, Alicia hoped Edduin would be fine soon. But even after a week, there was no relief, and Edduin just looked more tired with each passing day.
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One afternoon, Alicia decided to check on him after putting him to sleep and heard a strange noise coming from his room. It seemed as if Edduin was giggling and there was someone in his room. At first, she thought it was just her suspicion because she burst open the door but didn’t find anyone inside.
Edduin was staring at her from his crib, and the room was strangely quiet. She looked in the bathroom, inside the cupboard, and under the bed, but no one was in the room.
Alicia returned to the living room, thinking it was work-related stress, but the activity continued the next day and the next. Every day, Edduin would jolt awake from his sound sleep, giggling or simply staring around the room.
Thinking something was off, Alicia installed a Wi-Fi baby monitor inside to keep a watch on Edduin and sat in the living room, watching the live feed.
She fixed her gaze on the screen, watching it intently, and everything appeared to be fine for the first few minutes. However, after about 10 minutes, she noticed a sudden movement in the room and Edduin’s lip tilting in a smile.
Fearing that someone had crept into Edduin’s room, Alicia dashed to his room and slammed the door open. Her hands trembled, and she shivered in terror as she realized her baby wasn’t alone in the room.
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However, Alicia heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that the visitor was no one but a cute little dog circling Edduin’s crib. He appeared dirty and weak, and he made a low sound that was difficult to hear.
When Alicia opened Edduin’s door, the little dog hid behind Edduin’s crib. Edduin began to giggle, and that’s when Alica understood what had happened.
It turns out that Alicia and John had a pet dog named Doblo, and they’d forgotten to close the dog door in the back of the room after he died. That room used to be Doblo’s game room, but it was converted into a nursery for Edduin after he died.
Since a lot had happened after John had left for his heavenly abode and Edduin was born, Alicia completely forgot to close the dog door. And that’s how the little dog got into the room, playing with Edduin all the time and refusing to let him sleep.
Alicia felt terrible for the poor animal after seeing it in that state and decided to adopt it. Casper, as she named him, is now Edduin’s best friend. A huge thanks to little Casper, now Edduin doesn’t cry as much, sleeps well because Alicia makes sure the two don’t spend all of their time together, and is a much happier baby.
What can we learn from this story?
- Becoming a parent is not an easy task. Alicia managing her work and looking after her baby simultaneously is an excellent example of how parents go above and beyond for their children.
- Learn to be kind to animals. Alicia adopted the dog after seeing he was in a terrible state.
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4 Emotional Stories of Weddings That Took Unexpected Turns
Weddings are said to be the most magical day in a woman’s life. From the planning to walking down the aisle to the vows and the first kiss. Sounds wonderful, right? Sure, but it also sounds like the perfect spot for drama and unexpected turns.
Read how these unexpected turns transform what should be a joyful celebration into a whirlwind of emotions. From last-minute mishaps to hidden tensions among guests, the path of saying “I do” can be anything but smooth.
As love and excitement mix with anxiety and stress, these big days can reveal deep-seated insecurities and surprising revelations, making each wedding a unique story of its own.
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I Yelled ‘I Don’t!’ at My Own Wedding after Conversation with Groom’s Mother Whose Plan Almost Worked Out
Do parents just enjoy dropping bombshells before weddings? When I say before—I mean 30 minutes before?
Because that’s exactly what Ryan’s mother did.
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Ryan and I met two years ago — it was one of those by-chance meetings. I was at the community theatre because one of my friends, Mila, was in the local musical with her directorial debut.
So, there I was, standing outside after the performance, holding a bouquet for Mila. Ryan walked out, and because of the crowd, walked directly into me, crushing the flowers.
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“I am so sorry,” he said, picking up the bouquet.
“I hate crowds,” I said.
He chuckled and gestured for us to move away from the door.
“I’m not a fan either,” he said. “I’m Ryan.”
“Hanna,” I said, introducing myself.
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Just three months into our romance, Ryan proposed in a pub while drinking Guinness and eating crispy potato skins.
Last week, we should have sealed that promise with our wedding vows. But our wedding went in the complete opposite direction it should have gone.
Initially, my family welcomed Ryan with open arms. As the only daughter, my parents were thrilled that I had met someone who genuinely made me happy.
“This is a different side to you, Hanna,” my mother said one evening when we had Ryan over for family dinner.
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“He makes her happy,” my father said, smiling. “That’s all a father could want.”
Ryan’s side of the family was more or less the same thing. The Coles opened their home and hearts to me, and they wanted nothing more than to have us over as much as possible. Mrs. Cole, Audrey, had gotten into a coffee date and manicure routine with me, too.
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And everything felt right, until the very moment it changed.
Leading up to our wedding, I was the calmest I could have been. It was a small church wedding, and Ryan and I had planned the intimate affair right down to the little details. We knew exactly what we wanted and how to make it special for our day.
But on what was meant to be the happiest day of my life, just before the ceremony, my soon-to-be mother-in-law pulled me aside.
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“Darling,” she said. “Can we chat for a moment?”
I nodded and told her to wait until my glam team was done with my hair and makeup. Something about her demeanor made me feel anxious and nervous. I watched her movements from my reflection in the mirror.
Her eyes moved around the room quickly, often settling on my wedding dress hanging from its hook.
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When I was ready, and my mother was buttoning up my dress, I turned to Audrey. “I’m ready when you are,” I said, smiling at her.
Her eyes glazed over, seeing me in the dress. She had been at my fittings before, but this was the moment that Audrey and my mother would see the full effect of my bridal outfit.
“Hanna,” Audrey said. “There’s no easy way for me to say this.”
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My heart thundered in my chest. While my hair was being done, and I sat watching her, I knew that nothing good was going to come from our conversation.
“Just say it,” I said. “Tell me.”
Audrey pulled her phone out of her clutch and held it out for me.
“There are videos on this phone that will explain everything. I am so sorry, Hanna, but Ryan needs to be caught out.”
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My mind raced. I couldn’t fathom what I was about to see once her phone was unlocked.
“Here,” she said, handing me her phone as a woman’s voice echoed through the room. The videos on Audrey’s phone revealed Ryan with another woman.
“Are you sure?” I asked. “This is him?”
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Audrey closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Well, look at the jacket on the bed,” she said. “Isn’t that the one you got him?”
I pressed play again and looked at the jacket. The hotel room also looked familiar — I was so sure that we had been there before.
“But Ryan’s face isn’t in the frame,” I said. I was struggling. I couldn’t believe that my almost mother-in-law was standing in front of me with a video showing her son’s affair.
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“Hanna,” she said slowly. “It’s right in front of you. You can choose to overlook it, but think of the man that you would be marrying if you choose to ignore it. Could you live with yourself knowing that? Could you live with him?”
I shook my head. I wanted to cry because of how overwhelmed I was.
“Fine,” I said.
“You’re calling off the wedding?” Audrey asked, hope lining her voice.
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“No,” I said. “I’m going to walk down that aisle. I’m going to walk to the man who has been unfaithful to me. And when the time comes for our vows, I’ll break it off then.”
“Okay, dear,” Audrey said, putting her phone back into her bag. “It’s almost time now, anyway.”
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I sat down on the chaise and waited for my father to come and get me when it was time to marry Ryan. I wanted nothing more than to get into a car and drive away to someplace where I could eat my feelings in a mountain of fries.
My heart violently pounded with fury as I approached the altar on my father’s arm. Ryan aware of the storm brewing beneath my skin, smiled tenderly at me. He took my hand and squeezed it. It would have been absolutely perfect, except for the fact that he had been with someone else.
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Our priest went on to quote scripture about love and matrimony from the Bible. And when it was time for our vows, my heart quietened down—finally realizing what was about to come.
“I don’t,” I said softly, more to the ground than to Ryan.
“Speak louder, Hanna,” the priest said.
“I don’t!” I said more confidently, the words echoing like a resounding shockwave.
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Ryan’s shock morphed into confusion as I repeated those two words again.
“Hanna? What?” he asked, hurt and betrayal deep in his voice.
“Ask your mom,” I said, pointing at Audrey. “Mrs. Cole, please tell everyone what you told me earlier.”
“Look,” I said to Ryan.
Ryan took a step back, almost falling over the wedding arch.
“That is not me, Hanna!” he said loudly. “Hanna, you know it’s not me!”
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I refused to look him in the eye.
Then he confronted his mother.
“Mom, what is all this? What is that? Where did you get that video?”
Audrey shook her head and walked down the aisle, leaving the church in silence.
I could not bear to hear Ryan’s excuses.
“Hanna, please,” he said. “I need you to believe me.”
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And I wanted to. Of course, I wanted to believe the man I loved. But it was clear. The jacket that I bought him lay across the bed in the video.
And if there was the possibility that he wasn’t with another person — how would he explain the video? And the woman who was barely dressed? And the sound effects?
“I can’t do this,” I said. “I won’t.”
I blocked his number.
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Two days later, Ryan showed up at my parents’ house with takeout and flowers.
“You expect this to fix everything?” I asked.
“I need to talk,” he said simply.
Against my better judgment, I listened. What Ryan revealed next sent me down another spiral.
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“My mother orchestrated that video. The people in it are her students. And it was all because she didn’t want us to get married.”
My jaw hit the ground.
“I thought she liked me. Clearly she doesn’t if she put an entire video together.”
“She did say that the sounds were edited,” Ryan chuckled nervously. “But I’ve got to hand it to her, adding my jacket was a good touch.”
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I forgave Ryan immediately, and he did the same in return — I did accuse him of cheating on me in front of all our guests. We’re still together, but I don’t know what the future holds.
My Fiancé Humiliated Me at the Altar – He Regretted It a Minute Later & Claimed I Ruined His Life
I was set to marry the love of my life. It was supposed to be simple. Easy, even. But when I got to the altar on my wedding day, the entire event turned into a public spectacle.
When Chris walked into the room, the world suddenly seemed so much brighter. We hit it off instantly, slipping into effortless conversation.
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By the end of the night, Joseph was teasing us about how we’d hit it off, and I couldn’t deny the spark.
“It’s magnetic, Megan,” he said.
Chris and I exchanged numbers, and soon, those friendly texts turned into nightly calls, and then into dates.
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“I can’t get enough of you,” Chris said.
With every moment we spent together, it just felt right. He brought a sense of adventure and a depth of understanding that I hadn’t realized I was craving.
“It’s magical, really, how everything fell into place so quickly and so completely,” I told Joseph one day.
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My relationship with Chris wasn’t just a whirlwind. It felt like we’d started our own little world. We were wrapped in each other, discovering everything about the other.
It wasn’t long before I could easily see a future with him.
But it wasn’t all smooth sailing. Despite Chris being confident, he was insecure about my friendship with Joseph.
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“Look, we’re close, yes. And we have a history, but it was years before you, Chris,” I said.
One evening, Chris did something truly unexpected. He disappeared into our bedroom and came back with a small, velvet box. My heart stopped for a second as he knelt and opened it, revealing a beautiful ring.
“Marry me, Megan,” he said.
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The engagement bliss kicked in after that, and wedding planning began almost immediately.
I had a clear vision of what I wanted. Nothing extravagant, but I wanted it to be a beautiful ceremony.
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I took charge of most of the arrangements, trusting Chris with the invitations and the photographer.
“Use your eye for aesthetics, honey,” I said.
Of course, I couldn’t get through my wedding stress without Maya, my childhood best friend. She was my maid of honor, too.
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Having her stand by me on one of the most important days just felt right. She jumped right in, helping with decisions and offering the support I needed to navigate the stress of wedding planning.
“I’ve got you, Meg,” she said.
Just before the rehearsal dinner, Joseph, Maya, Chris, and I met for a casual lunch as a break from the wedding chaos.
I didn’t realize that my mistake would be making a light-hearted comment.
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“I think you and Maya would be a cute couple,” I told Joseph.
They both laughed it off, but I noticed Chris’s smile falter. His mood shifted almost instantly, and a cloud seemed to hang over him for the rest of the meal. I tried to brush it off, thinking that maybe it was just the wedding nerves.
Fast forward to the wedding day. Everything was a scene out of a bridal magazine.
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But as I walked down the aisle, my heart full of love, ready to start this new chapter, I saw Chris’s expression change. What began as a tender look turned sharp and cold.
Reaching the altar, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbing the microphone from the officiant.
“You’ve been having an affair with Joseph, haven’t you, Megan?” he declared. “And anyway, I cannot marry someone as boring as you.”
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And then he stormed off.
But it wasn’t over yet. Maya seemed to question Chris’s intentions with me, and she had recorded his interactions with Susan, our wedding photographer.
As she pressed play, Chris’s shameless flirting filled the room.
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“I’m attracted to you, Susan,” he said.
The aftermath was brutal.
Chris’ parents fired him from their family firm and cut him out of their will. He had no choice but to move out of the family home.
“This is all your fault!” he exploded on the phone after.
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It’s been a rough ride, but I’m slowly picking up the pieces of my shattered love life.
I Made My Fiancé Regret Cheating on Me with My Best Friend – Was I Right to Make Him Cry at the Altar?
My name is Megan, and up until a few months ago, I thought my life was falling into place. I had a fiancé, Brad, and together we were planning a wedding and a future. But as they say, life can change in the blink of an eye.
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“Brad cheated on me with Andrea,” I confided to my therapist. “My childhood best friend.”
“That’s a heavy betrayal,” she replied gently.
Since discovering their relationship, I’ve been living with my parents, working from home, and going to therapy.
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“I’m finally able to look back without crying,” I told my mom one morning.
“I’m so proud of you, Megan.”
But then, Andrea called. “I’m pregnant,” she announced.
My heart sank. “Pregnant? And you’re marrying Brad?”
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“Yes,” she said. “The date’s set.”
Their lives moved on while I tried to heal. Brad and Andrea bombarded me with messages, switching from apologies to insults.
“Why are you blaming me for ruining your wedding?” I demanded during a heated phone call with Andrea.
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“You’re selfish,” she snapped. “Our families won’t come unless you forgive us.”
They tried bribing me. “If you get our families to attend, we’ll name our child after you.”
Their families agreed to attend only if I did, to show I’d forgiven them.
“They want me to forgive you?” I asked Andrea incredulously.
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“Yes, Megan. It would mean everything to us.”
But Andrea didn’t stop texting. “Why won’t you leave me alone?” I yelled after blocking her sixth number.
“I need my revenge,” I whispered to myself, seething with anger.
I texted Andrea back. “I’ll attend your wedding.”
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“Really?” she replied, surprised.
“Yes, inform your families.”
The day of the wedding arrived. White and gold decor mirrored the vision board Brad and I had created.
“This looks exactly like what we planned,” I muttered bitterly to myself.
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I chose a seat in the middle, ensuring Brad and Andrea would see me from every angle.
As they said their vows, the priest asked, “Does anyone object?”
I raised my hand and stood up.
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“What is she doing?” I heard whispers around me.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” I began, “I object. This wedding is built on my tears and heartache.”
Brad’s face turned pale.
“Brad cheated on me with Andrea,” I continued. “They bombarded me with messages, calling me selfish. And while they did, I discovered I was pregnant.”
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Gasps echoed through the crowd.
“At twelve weeks, I miscarried. The doctors said it was stress-induced, from the emotional trauma caused by their affair.”
I paused, gathering strength. “This isn’t just about infidelity. It’s about the life it cost me — my daughter’s life.”
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The crowd was silent, shocked.
“To Brad and Andrea,” I said, “today is not a joyous day for me. It’s a reminder of my loss and pain. You moved on, but I’m left with scars that may never heal. I won’t forgive this betrayal.”
I stood there in silence and looked at Brad. He stood on the altar and cried, while everyone remained silent.
But those tears did nothing for me.
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I wanted him to feel a sense of responsibility for my loss.
My Ex-fiancée Left Me on My Wedding Day – 17 Years Later, My Wife Gets Shocked by Her Revelations
I never thought I’d share this story, but recent events have stirred up memories I thought were long buried, prompting me to revisit a chapter of my past that shaped the course of my future.
It all began during my college years when the world seemed full of endless possibilities. That’s when I met Maya, a girl whose mere presence could light up the darkest corners of any room.
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From the moment our eyes met, I knew there was something special about her. We fell fast and hard, swept up in a whirlwind romance that felt like it was straight out of a fairy tale.
As our relationship blossomed, so did our dreams of a future together. We talked about marriage, children, and all the adventures that awaited us beyond the walls of our university. It wasn’t long before I found myself down on one knee, holding out a ring and asking Maya to be my wife. And to my delight, she said yes.
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But as they say, all that glitters is not gold. Behind the facade of our seemingly perfect relationship, cracks began to form. I was so blinded by love that I failed to see the warning signs, the subtle hints that all was not as it seemed.
Maya was distant at times, lost in her own thoughts, but I chalked it up to wedding jitters and pushed my doubts aside.
Little did I know, Maya was hiding a secret. One that would shatter the illusion of our love and leave me shocked in its wake.
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It wasn’t until our wedding day that the truth came crashing down around me, leaving me to pick up the pieces of a dream that had turned into a nightmare.
Maya and I dove headfirst into wedding preparations, caught up in the whirlwind of romance and excitement. Every moment felt like a scene from a romantic movie as we meticulously planned every aspect of our big day.
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From the venue adorned with fragrant flowers to the menu filled with delectable delights, we spared no expense to ensure that our wedding would be nothing short of perfection.
Amid all the chaos and excitement, I failed to notice the subtle shifts in Maya’s behavior.
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Looking back, the signs were there, hidden in plain sight, but love has a way of clouding judgment. She became increasingly distant, withdrawing into herself at times when we should have been reveling in the joy of our impending union.
But I brushed off my concerns, attributing her moments of unhappiness to the stress of wedding planning.
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As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, Maya’s absences grew more frequent. There were times when I would come home to find her lost in thought, her eyes distant and far away.
When I asked her what was wrong, she would offer vague excuses, brushing off my concerns with a forced smile.
But deep down, I knew something wasn’t right. I could feel the distance growing between us. Yet, I clung to the hope that our love would conquer all, refusing to entertain the possibility that Maya could be hiding something from me.
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The morning of our wedding dawned with the promise of a new beginning, the air heavy with anticipation and excitement.
Friends and family bustled about, their laughter and chatter filling the room with an infectious energy. I stood at the altar, my heart pounding in my chest, as I waited for Maya to make her grand entrance.
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And then, she appeared. A vision in white, her beauty illuminated by the soft glow of the afternoon sun. At that moment, I felt a surge of emotion wash over me, overwhelming in its intensity.
But as Maya began her descent down the aisle, a shadow flickered across her face, betraying the smile that adorned her lips.
Without warning, Maya tossed her bouquet aside, the flowers scattering to the ground like shards of broken dreams.
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And then, with a determination that cut through the air like a knife, she turned on her heel and fled — straight into the arms of her ex — who was waiting in the corner in a white tuxedo.
I was shocked and so embarrassed. I stood there, frozen in disbelief, as Maya fled into the arms of her ex-lover, leaving me alone at the altar.
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The humiliation of being abandoned on what was supposed to be the happiest day of my life burned like a brand on my soul, a constant reminder of the betrayal I had endured.
But amidst the chaos and confusion, one thought crisscrossed my mind — Maya was not the woman I thought she was.
But as time passed, the wounds began to heal, and I found solace in the arms of another — Susan.
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Susan was everything Maya was not — kind, loving, and fiercely loyal. She accepted me for who I was, flaws and all, and together we built a life filled with love and laughter.
As the years went by, Maya faded into the recesses of my memory. Since she was a celebrity in our city, I had mentioned to Susan that I almost married her.
And my wife’s response was, “I’m glad you didn’t.”
Seventeen years later, on a seemingly ordinary evening, Susan stumbled upon a reality TV show while flipping through channels. She screamed, “Hank! Look at this! She’s your ex, right?! That witch! She made you a laughingstock!”
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Her gasp of recognition echoed through the room, causing me to glance up from my book in confusion. And then, as I watched the screen, the pieces of the puzzle fell into place.
On the screen was a show about the most dramatic weddings.
There she was — Maya, my former fiancée — recounting the story of our ill-fated wedding day with a self-satisfied smirk. She recounted how she left me at the altar for her “true love.”
She claimed she saw tears on my face but she still chose her “true love.”
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Susan’s outrage mirrored my own, her fists clenched in anger as she watched Maya’s shameless display. “I can’t believe she’s still bragging about it,” she said.
And yet, amidst the anger, I felt a sense of clarity wash over me. Maya’s betrayal had led me to the greatest gift of all, the love of my life, Susan.
Turning to my wife, I took her hand in mine, a silent vow passing between us. “You know what?” I said, my voice steady with conviction.
“Let her have her moment of fame. We have something much better — a real, loving marriage.”
And with that, we turned off the TV, choosing to focus on the love and laughter that filled our own lives.
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