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.

across my face.

My veil, dress, makeup, and carefully styled hair were ruined instantly.

I froze.

I couldn’t move.

The room filled with awkward laughter, unsure how to respond.

My mother covered her mouth in shock.

Ed threw his head back, laughing.

“Oh my God,” he said between laughs. “You should see your face!”

He wiped frosting from my cheek and added,

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