Everything was perfect at my wedding until I noticed my Mom was missing. Moments later, she burst in, disheveled and furious, pointing a trembling finger. We were stunned to learn she\u2019d been locked in a closet by someone close for reasons we could never have imagined. My whole family was buzzing with excitement about my wedding to Fabian, my longtime boyfriend. But the person floating on cloud nine was my mom, Adele. As an only child, I\u2019d always been close to both my parents, but Mom and I shared a special bond. She\u2019d dreamed of this day for years\u2026We\u2019d spent countless hours planning every detail together. Choosing our outfits felt like a fashion show, cake tasting turned into a sugar-fueled adventure, and when we picked the song for the Father-Daughter dance, we both ended up in tears. \u201cOh, Bella,\u201d Mom had said, wiping her eyes as I tried on the wedding gown. \u201cI can\u2019t believe my little girl is all grown up and getting married.\u201d I hugged her tight. \u201cI\u2019ll always be your little girl, Mom.\u201d\n
On the big day, everything seemed perfect. I stood at the back of the church, my heart racing as Dad took my arm. \u201cReady, sweetheart?\u201d he asked, his voice thick with love. I nodded, too choked up to speak. The doors swung open, and we began our walk down the aisle. I locked eyes with Fabian, his smile brighter than the sun. But as we neared the altar, my stomach dropped. Something was terribly wrong.\u201cDad,\u201d I whispered urgently, \u201cwhere\u2019s Mom?\u201d His brow furrowed as he looked around. \u201cI\u2026 I don\u2019t know. I thought she was here.\u201d I stopped dead in my tracks, the music screeching to a halt. All eyes turned to me. \u201cWe can\u2019t start,\u201d I said, my voice shaking. \u201cMom\u2019s missing.\u201dFabian rushed to my side, concern etched on his face. \u201cBella, what\u2019s wrong?\u201d \u201cMy Mom,\u201d I choked out. \u201cShe\u2019s not here. We need to find her.\u201d I turned to my brothers in the front row.\n
\u201cCan you guys look for her? Please?\u201d They nodded, jumping up and rushing out of the church. Fabian squeezed my hand. \u201cI\u2019m sure she\u2019s fine. Probably just got held up somewhere.\u201dBut as the minutes ticked by, dread settled in my stomach. This wasn\u2019t like Mom at all. She wouldn\u2019t miss my wedding for the world. Guests shifted uncomfortably, whispering amongst themselves. I paced back and forth, my wedding dress swishing with each step. \u201cMaybe we should call the police,\u201d I said, wringing my hands.Fabian put his arm around me. \u201cLet\u2019s give your Dad and brothers a little more time. I\u2019m sure they\u2019ll find her.\u201d But as an hour crawled by, I felt anything but sure. The church was filled with hushed conversations and worried glances. \u201cI can\u2019t believe this is happening,\u201d I muttered to Fabian. \u201cWhat if something terrible happened to her?\u201d He pulled me close. \u201cTry not to think like that. We\u2019ll find her, I promise.\u201dJust when I was about to insist on calling the authorities, the church doors burst open. Mom stumbled in, followed by Dad and my brothers. Her perfectly styled hair was a mess, her makeup smeared, and her golden dress wrinkled. \u201cMom!\u201d I cried, rushing towards her.\n
\u201cWhat happened? Where were you?\u201d But before she could answer, her eyes locked on someone in the front row. Her face contorted with rage. \u201cYOU!\u201d she screamed, pointing a shaking finger.I followed her gaze, shocked to see my soon-to-be mother-in-law, Grace, shrinking in her seat. \u201cMom, what\u2019s going on?\u201d I asked, my heart pounding. She whirled to face me, her eyes blazing. \u201cYour mother-in-law LOCKED ME in the closet! Can you believe that? Just because I wore an expensive golden dress.\u201d The church erupted into shocked gasps and furious whispers. I felt like I was in some bizarre dream.\u201cWhat? That\u2019s crazy,\u201d I sputtered, looking between Mom and Grace. Grace jumped to her feet, her face pale. \u201cThis is ridiculous! I would never\u2014\u201d \u201cOh, save it!\u201d Mom snapped, rolling her eyes. \u201cI overheard you telling your sister that you had to be the only one in gold! This isn\u2019t the first time you\u2019ve been jealous, but it\u2019s the first time you\u2019ve done something so horrible because of it.\u201d Fabian stepped forward, his jaw clenched. \u201cMom, is this true? Did you lock Mrs. Jacobs in the closet?\u201dGrace\u2019s composure crumbled. She wrung her hands, her voice shaky.\n
\u201cI just\u2026 I thought\u2026 she was trying to outshine me!\u201d Fabian\u2019s face darkened with anger. \u201cMom, this is Bella\u2019s wedding day, not yours! How could you do something so petty and cruel? You need to leave. Now.\u201d \u201cBut\u2026\u201d Grace stammered, \u201cI just made a small mistake! I couldn\u2019t stand seeing her get all the attention in that dress.\u201d \u201cNo buts,\u201d Fabian growled. \u201cYou\u2019ve ruined enough of this day. Leave.\u201dGrace\u2019s face twisted into a scowl. \u201cFine! You\u2019ll regret this!\u201d She snatched up her purse and stormed out, leaving a stunned silence in her wake. For a moment, no one moved. Then Dad cleared his throat. \u201cAlright, everyone. Let\u2019s get back to celebrating this wonderful couple!\u201d Slowly, the tension eased. Fabian turned to me, his eyes filled with remorse. \u201cBella, I\u2019m so sorry. I had no idea my mother would do something so awful like this.\u201dI squeezed his hand.\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not your fault. Let\u2019s just focus on us now, okay?\u201d He nodded, a small smile returning to his face. \u201cI love you.\u201d \u201cI love you too,\u201d I whispered. As we retook our places at the altar, I caught Mom\u2019s eye. She gave me a reassuring nod and relief flooded through me. We were going to get through this.The ceremony resumed, and despite the earlier drama, I felt a surge of joy as Fabian and I exchanged our vows. When the priest pronounced us husband and wife, the church erupted in cheers. As we walked back down the aisle, now as husband and wife, I leaned close to Fabian. \u201cWell, that wasn\u2019t quite how I imagined our wedding going.\u201d He chuckled softly. \u201cMe neither. But hey, at least it\u2019ll be a wedding no one forgets, right?\u201d I couldn\u2019t help but laugh. \u201cThat\u2019s one way to look at it.\u201dThe reception was in full swing, the earlier chaos all but forgotten as guests danced and laughed. I found myself by the punch bowl, finally able to breathe. \u201cSome wedding, huh?\u201d a voice said beside me. I turned to see Aunt Wima, shaking her head. \u201cI can\u2019t believe Grace did that. What a nightmare of a mother-in-law.\u201d\n
\u201cI know,\u201d I sighed. \u201cIt\u2019s still hard to process.\u201d Another guest chimed in. \u201cI\u2019m glad Fabian stood up to her. Shows what kind of man he is.\u201dI smiled, spotting Fabian across the room. He caught my eye and winked, making my heart flutter. \u201cSpeaking of nightmares,\u201d Aunt Wilma continued, \u201cwhere is your Mom? Poor thing must be traumatized.\u201d I scanned the room, realizing I hadn\u2019t seen her in a while. \u201cI should go check on her.\u201dI found Mom sitting alone on a bench in the garden, staring at the stars. She looked up as I approached, a sad smile on her face. \u201cHey, sweetheart,\u201d she said softly. I sat down beside her, taking her hand. \u201cI\u2019m so sorry you had to go through that, Mom.\u201d She squeezed my fingers. \u201cIt\u2019s alright, sweetheart. The important thing is that you\u2019re happy and married to a wonderful man.\u201dI felt tears prick my eyes. \u201cBut it\u2019s not alright. This was supposed to be perfect, and instead\u2026\u201d \u201cHey,\u201d Mom said, turning to face me. \u201cLife isn\u2019t perfect, Bella. But it\u2019s how we handle the imperfections that matter. And you? You handled today beautifully.\u201d I leaned my head on her shoulder, feeling like a little girl again.\n
\u201cI love you, Mom.\u201d \u201cI love you too, sweetie,\u201d she whispered, kissing the top of my head.We sat in comfortable silence for a moment before she spoke again. \u201cNow, enough moping. It\u2019s your wedding day! Let\u2019s go dance.\u201d Back inside, the party was in full swing. Fabian swept me onto the dance floor, pulling me close. \u201cEverything okay?\u201d he asked, concern in his eyes. I nodded, smiling up at him. \u201cBetter than okay. I was just thinking about how lucky I am.\u201dHis brow furrowed. \u201cLucky? After everything that happened today?\u201d \u201cAbsolutely,\u201d I said firmly. \u201cBecause at the end of it all, I\u2019m married to you. And that\u2019s all that matters.\u201d Fabian\u2019s face softened, his eyes shining with love. \u201cI promise, Bella, I\u2019ll always protect you and stand by your side. No matter what.\u201d I reached up, touching his cheek. \u201cI know. And that\u2019s why I love you.\u201dAs we swayed to the music, I caught sight of Mom and Dad dancing nearby. Mom winked at me, and I felt a rush of gratitude. Despite everything, we were all here, together. The evening ended with laughter, dancing, and a sense of relief that the worst was behind us. As Fabian and I said our goodbyes, heading off to start our new life together, a thrill ran through me. Whatever challenges lay ahead, we\u2019d face them together, surrounded by the love of our family and friends.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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