My fiancé proposed to me in February, and from that moment we threw ourselves into planning a June wedding. Everything felt perfect — or at least, that’s what I truly believed.

A few days after the proposal, he mentioned that his family had “a special tradition” for weddings. When I asked what it was, he said he couldn’t explain it properly and that I would understand it on the wedding day — that it would be “a unique experience.”
It sounded strange, but I trusted him. I wanted to believe that he simply wanted to surprise me.

He also insisted on handling all the invitations himself.
He said it would save me stress and let me enjoy the process. I thought it was thoughtful… maybe even romantic. So I let him take over.

Finally, the wedding day arrived.

I walked down the aisle with my heart racing, excited and nervous. But when I looked around the room… I froze.