ALL MY FIANCEE’S BRIDESMAIDS WORE BLACK AT THE LAST MINUTE. Everything was perfect. The venue was set. The guests were arriving. Every little detail had been carefully planned. My wedding day felt like the grand finale of a love story — the kind people dream about. Sofia and I had spent months preparing for this. She was so involved. My sister, her bridesmaids, and our families were so excited. So, I stood at the front, hands clasped, steadying my breath. The music played, signaling the bridesmaids’ entrance. But as they stepped into view, my stomach twisted. They were all dressed in BLACK. They should have been wearing sky-blue hats — ones we had all agreed on, ones they had chosen together. Instead, one by one, they walked down the aisle in somber, dark headpieces, their faces unreadable. A murmur rippled through the guests. Confused whispers filled the room. I looked at my sister, Elena, who was among them. When they reached their places, she winked at me. Yes, EVERYTHING WAS JUST AS I PLANNED.⬇


A Wedding Turned Reckoning

The wedding venue was perfect—golden light, elegant chairs, and floral arrangements that spoke of Sofia’s months of meticulous planning. Everything was flawless… until it wasn’t.

I stood at the altar, calm, but numb. I had carefully designed this moment. It was supposed to be a celebration, but all I felt was emptiness.

Seventy-Two Hours Earlier

Elena had shattered my world. “I saw her… with him,” she said, her voice trembling. The woman I was about to marry, Sofia, had betrayed me. Elena had even taken a photo—proof of Sofia kissing another man.

The Present

The ceremony began, but instead of the soft blue bridesmaid dresses Sofia had planned, they wore black. A funeral procession, not a wedding.

When Sofia stepped forward, she froze, seeing the black dresses. Her confidence faltered.

“This isn’t a wedding, Sofia,” I said, coldly. “It’s a funeral.”

The truth had come to light, and Sofia, now exposed, fled the scene. I walked away from it all. The fairytale was over. Sofia had written the ending herself.


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