“Now you’ll never marry my son!” my mother-in-law laughed, setting my wedding dress on fire. I wiped my tears, smiled coldly, and said, “Enjoy destroying that dress, because the wedding was never the real trap.” Her face went completely pale when I made one quick phone call…

Would you like me to make an announcement demanding they embargo the footage?”

I thought about the thirty-foot projection screen. I thought about the deafening applause that greeted my walk down the aisle. I thought about the hundreds of text messages from absolute strangers currently overloading my iCloud storage. I looked up at Jason. He gave me continue reading …