When Alexandra’s stepmother shows up at her wedding in a white dress and declares that she deserves attention, she prepares for the inevitable chaos.
However, her husband came up with a cunning plan to radically change the course of events.
“These flowers must be flawless,” Linda continued, carefully arranging them. “After all, it’s a big day for the family.
I tried to stay composed as I sipped my tea at the dining table. My father smiled at her. He told me that Linda had a wonderful eye for such things.
I faked a laugh. “You’re right Linda, they look nice.
When my mother died, my stepmother Linda came into my life when I was ten years old. She liked to be the center of attention and today was no different.
She fidgeted and checked that each petal on the flowers was in its proper place. Her acrobatics gave the impression that she was performing. I wondered what kind of joke she could make during the wedding.
“Are you looking forward to the wedding, Dad?” I wanted to change the subject so I asked.
He nodded with twinkling eyes. Thank you very much, Alexandra. “It’s going to be a beautiful day.”
“Yes, and everything has to be perfect,” Linda continued. We don’t come across such significant events very often.
“Yes, and everything has to be perfect,” Linda continued. We don’t come across such significant events very often.
I nodded but didn’t think about it. I was aware that Linda would try to take the day to herself.
She did all the time.
I remembered occasions like holidays and birthdays when she could take center stage and push me aside.
My anxiety grew as Linda continued tending to the flowers. I wanted to enjoy the wedding, but it was never easy with Linda.
“Do you need help, Linda?” I tried to be polite and offered.
She dismissed me with a wave. “Oh no, my dear. I have everything under control.”
“Okay,” I replied, forcing a smile. “I have to be somewhere Dad, so I’ll go.”
I met Sarah at the wedding planner’s office, who is also my best friend and partner.
“Why does the bride look so sad?” She hugged me when she asked.
“I guess I’m just nervous.
“You’re going to have the best day ever, so don’t worry!
It’s late, come on.
We went to Grace’s office to organize her wedding.
She looked up from her papers and said, “Well, um, your stepmother insisted on speaking during the reception and asked to sit in the front row, Alexandra.”
I was shocked. Linda and I talked about this earlier. How did she do it?
“Isn’t it usually reserved for the mother or father of the bride?” Sarah raised an eyebrow in question.
Grace nodded. Yes, the bride’s parents should traditionally sit in the first row. Since your father will be present and you have decided to reserve a seat in memory of your late mother, Linda should not be in the area.
We must also maintain a certain level of decency and respect for family customs. This wedding is very important, especially in honor of your mother.”
I exhaled, feeling the old frustration rise. He constantly tries to focus on everything around him. He definitely puts on an amazing show.”
Sarah leaned in. “We have to be ready for whatever he plans.
Grace looked at me worriedly. “How would you like to handle it, Alexandra?”
I stopped thinking. “Can we inform her that my father and mother have reserved the front row?
Could you suggest that she sit in the second row?
“That makes sense,” Grace agreed. “I’ll talk to her. What about the talk?”
I shake my head. “I’m really not in favor of her talking. “He makes it all about himself. Everything is to celebrate the wedding and honor your mother.
Sarah nodded. “If more time is needed, we can have another speaker. Maybe one of us, or a relative on our mother’s side?”
“That seems like a smart idea,” I said, calming down a bit. “Let’s make sure the speeches are meaningful and respectful.”
Grace made a few notes. “I’ll take care of things. We’ll make sure everything goes smoothly.”
Sarah grabbed my arm a little as we left Grace’s office.
“Alex, don’t worry. We can handle it. Linda won’t make your day.”
I hoped he was right and nodded.
Tom and I needed to talk about my concerns when I got back to our apartment.
I replied, “Linda is determined to steal the show,” and left my luggage at the door. “She has a speech at the reception and she insisted on sitting in the front row.
Tom hugged me.
We will take care of it together. Don’t worry.
I leaned into his arms and smiled.
“It’s not just that,” I said, avoiding his suggestions. He has a knack for making a show out of anything. She is not my real mother, but she constantly pushes herself into the roles meant for me. We would like to keep Mom’s front-row seat as a keepsake. She might make our wedding just for her, and that’s what I’m afraid of.”
Tom gave a reassuring smile. “Trust me. I have a plan. Give her space and time. Everything will come together eventually.”
“What plan?” I asked curiously.
He kissed my forehead. “Trust me. It’s a shock. But I promise I’ll focus where it belongs—your mother’s memories and ours.”
I sighed, feeling a little better but still nervous. “I hope so. I just want it to go smoothly. Linda is a really unpredictable person.”
Tom held my hand tightly. “I recognize.
However, we managed to do that. We’re in this together.”
I tried to relax by nodding. “Tom, thank you. I am very grateful.”
“Anytime, love,” he smiled soothingly at me. “Now let’s enjoy the evening and not worry about Linda.
I smiled back, grateful for his support.
Soon the wedding day arrived.
I had mixed feelings.
While I was still getting dressed in my bathrobe, Sarah ran into the room with a pale face.
She told me, “You won’t believe this,” and led me to the window.
When I looked outside, I saw Linda coming out in a long white wedding dress.
“What the…” Okay, I didn’t expect this. How could she?
“What are you doing, Linda? You can’t wear white to my wedding!” Unable to control my anger, I rushed towards her.
She said, “Oh dear,” she smiled without a hint of regret. “Alexandra, you are young. Your life is still ahead of you. This may be my last chance to experience the feeling of a bride once more. I am worthy of this recognition.”
My anger grew, but Tom pulled me inside. “Trust me, we’ll figure it out later,” he smirked mischievously.
“But Tom, how could she?”
He said, “Trust me, okay?” and I said yes.
Enjoying her moment in the spotlight as the ceremony continued, Linda sat in the front row. Grace’s defenseless look told me that Linda had succeeded where she wanted.
Even though I was raging inside, I believed in Tom.
During the ceremony, I tried to focus on the vows and the presence. I turned to face Tom and he gave me a comforting nod. But every time I saw Linda’s arrogant expression, my faith in Tom’s plan began to waver.
I held my breath until it was my turn to speak. Linda stood up, ready to take charge. But Tom grabbed the microphone before she could say anything.
“Ladies and gentlemen, before we continue, I’d like to share a special video honoring Alexandra’s late mother.
When the lights went down, a beautiful montage of my mother appeared on the screen.
The room was full of touching letters, films, and pictures. The other guests were visibly moved and tears began to well up in my eyes. Linda’s expression changed from haughty to surprised.
Tom smiled at me after the tribute, he knew. “Today is a celebration of our love and your mother, Alex. No one can take that away from us.”
Then his gaze fell on Linda. He asked, “Linda, could you join us?”
Linda was happy as if they should recognize her.
“Today we decided to let her shine even more because Linda has always been a star in her own right,” Tom commented as she approached the stage.
Then another presentation started. The initial set of images looked innocent enough, showing Linda attending a wedding in her white dress from multiple angles. But it was Tom’s turn.
Another picture shows Linda sneaking into my bridal suite that morning.
She was seen on camera trying to put on my wedding veil and twirling with the bouquet she had chosen from the bouquets.
Linda blushed and the whole room gasped.
She tried not to buckle up, but Tom wasn’t done.
“Linda, we’re not done yet,” he said, pointing at the DJ.
Suddenly, a video of Linda bragging to a friend on the phone about how she had surpassed me came over the speakers.
I’ve waited long enough for my turn,” she said, echoing down the hall. “This young princess must learn her place.”
Some in the audience even booed how shocked they were. Tom put his arms around me in a whisper and said, “I told you I had it covered.”
However, the surprise was far from over.
Tom invited Linda’s ex-wife to speak as a special guest. He took the stage and revealed Linda’s true nature by telling everyone about her past misfortunes.
What was the result Red-haired and taken aback, Linda slipped out of the hallway as quietly as she could. Tom and I knew we had taught her a lesson in her own way and smiled. She was wanted, but not for the right reasons, which is why she was in the spotlight.
Was there someone at your wedding that you had to rebuke?
The wedding day was full of tension and uncertainty for Alexandra as she coped with the outrageous behavior of her stepmother Linda. From Linda’s insistence on wearing white to her bold demands for attention, it was clear she was determined to outshine the bride. However, Alexandra’s husband Tom came up with a clever plan that ultimately turned the tables on Linda and ensured that the day would focus on the love shared between Alexandra and Tom, as well as honoring the memory of Alexandra’s late mother.
Tom gave a reassuring smile. “Trust me. I have a plan. Give her space and time. Everything will come together eventually.”
“What plan?” I asked curiously.
He kissed my forehead. “Trust me. It’s a shock. But I promise I’ll focus where it belongs—your mother’s memories and ours.”
I sighed, feeling a little better but still nervous. “I hope so. I just want it to go smoothly. Linda is a really unpredictable person.”
Tom held my hand tightly. “I recognize.
However, we managed to do that. We’re in this together.”
I tried to relax by nodding. “Tom, thank you. I am very grateful.”
“Anytime, love,” he smiled soothingly at me. “Now let’s enjoy the evening and not worry about Linda.
I smiled back, grateful for his support.
Soon the wedding day arrived.
I had mixed feelings.
While I was still getting dressed in my bathrobe, Sarah ran into the room with a pale face.
She told me, “You won’t believe this,” and led me to the window.
When I looked outside, I saw Linda coming out in a long white wedding dress.
“What the…” Okay, I didn’t expect this. How could she?
“What are you doing, Linda? You can’t wear white to my wedding!” Unable to control my anger, I rushed towards her.
She said, “Oh dear,” she smiled without a hint of regret. “Alexandra, you are young. Your life is still ahead of you. This may be my last chance to experience the feeling of a bride again. I am worthy of this recognition.”
My anger grew, but Tom pulled me inside. “Trust me, we’ll figure it out later,” he smirked mischievously.
“But Tom, how could she?”
He said, “Trust me, okay?” and I said yes.
Enjoying her moment in the spotlight as the ceremony continued, Linda sat in the front row. Grace’s defenseless look told me that Linda had succeeded where she wanted.
Even though I was raging inside, I believed in Tom.
During the ceremony, I tried to focus on the vows and the presence. I turned to face Tom and he gave me a comforting nod. But every time I saw Linda’s arrogant expression, my faith in Tom’s plan began to waver.
I held my breath until it was my turn to speak. Linda stood up, ready to take charge. But Tom grabbed the microphone before she could say anything.
“Ladies and gentlemen, before we continue, I’d like to share a special video honoring Alexandra’s late mother.
When the lights went down, a beautiful montage of my mother appeared on the screen.
The room was full of touching letters, films, and pictures. The other guests were visibly moved and tears began to well up in my eyes. Linda’s expression changed from haughty to surprised.
Tom smiled at me after the tribute, he knew. “Today is a celebration of our love and your mother, Alex. No one can take that away from us.”
Then his gaze fell on Linda. He asked, “Linda, could you join us?”
Linda was happy as if they should recognize her.
“Today we decided to let her shine even more because Linda has always been a star in her own right,” Tom commented as she approached the stage.
Then another presentation started. The initial set of images looked innocent enough, showing Linda at the wedding in a white dress from several angles. But it was Tom’s turn.
Another picture shows Linda sneaking into my bridal suite that morning.
She was seen on camera trying to put on my wedding veil and twirling with the bouquet she had chosen from the bouquets.
Linda blushed and the whole room gasped.
She tried not to buckle up, but Tom wasn’t done.
“Linda, we’re not done yet,” he said, pointing at the DJ.
Suddenly, a video of Linda bragging to her friend on the phone about how she surpassed me came from the speakers.
I’ve waited long enough for my turn,” she said, echoing down the hall. “This young princess must learn her place.”
Some in the audience even booed how shocked they were. Tom put his arms around me in a whisper and said, “I told you I had it covered.”
However, the surprise was far from over.
Tom invited Linda’s ex-wife to speak as a special guest. He took the stage and revealed Linda’s true nature by telling everyone about her past misfortunes.
What was the result Red-haired and taken aback, Linda slipped out of the hallway as quietly as she could. Tom and I knew we had taught her a lesson in her own way and smiled. She was wanted, but not for the right reasons, which is why she was in the spotlight.
Was there someone at your wedding that you had to rebuke?
The wedding day was full of tension and uncertainty for Alexandra as she coped with the outrageous behavior of her stepmother Linda. From Linda’s insistence on wearing white to her bold demands for attention, it was clear she was determined to outshine the bride.
However, Alexandra’s husband Tom came up with a clever plan that ultimately turned the tables on Linda and ensured that the day would focus on the love shared between Alexandra and Tom, as well as honoring the memory of Alexandra’s late mother.