My groom shoved my face into the wedding cake and called it a “joke”—until my brother stood up and the entire hall fell silent.

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Then Ed picked up a small piece with his fork.

I laughed nervously and lifted a bite for him as well.

For a brief moment, everything felt right.

Then Ed suddenly grinned.

Before I could react, his hand shot forward.

And he smashed my face into the cake.

Gasps filled the hall.

Cold frosting covered my cheeks and nose. My vision blurred as icing spread continue reading …