A Rocky Beginning
From the start, my relationship with Josh faced a challenge: his mother, Samantha. We’d been together for five years, but she never approved of me. The reason was simple—I didn’t come from a wealthy or “distinguished” background, and she had always dreamed that her son would marry someone she thought was “better.”
At first, her disapproval showed in small ways.
She would “forget” my birthday or leave me out of family gatherings.
But when Josh planned to propose, she went further than ever before.
The F@ke Emergency
On the night Josh wanted to propose, Samantha called in the middle of our romantic dinner.
“Josh, it’s your mother. I need you right now!” her voice trembled through the phone.
Josh turned pale, ready to rush to her side.
But then his phone buzzed again—a text from his sister, Megan.
“She’s faking it.
Don’t fall for it!”
“Are you sure?” Josh quickly typed back.
“Yes, she’s here on the couch, eating ice cream and watching TV,” Megan confirmed.
Thanks to that warning, Josh didn’t leave.
We finished our dinner, and I said yes to his proposal.
It was a beautiful night, even though his mother had tried to ruin it.
Sabotage Before the Wedding
The months leading up to our wedding were exhausting. Samantha criticized every detail.
“Josh, do you really think she’s the right one for you?
You could do so much better,” she said often, her tone full of doubt.
“Mom, I love her.
That’s all that matters,” Josh replied firmly.
Her frustration only grew. She even crashed my bridal shower, shouting at me in front of my closest friends and family.
“You’re nothing but a gold-digger!” she accused.
“Enough, Samantha.
You need to leave,” my maid of honor, Sarah, said, stepping in to protect me.
I thought her behavior couldn’t get worse. I was wrong.
The Wedding Day Disaster
During the ceremony, just as Josh and I were exchanging vows, Samantha stood up.
“I have a special gift for the bride!” she announced with a twisted smile.
Before anyone could react, she splashed red paint all over my dress.
“What the hell, Mom?!” Josh’s voice shook the room.
I stood frozen, my dress ruined.
The guests gasped, while Josh shouted at her: “You’ve gone too far this time, Mom!
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