My Wedding Planner Said I Canceled My Own Wedding but I Didn’t – The Truth Left Me Speechless

My Wedding Planner Said I Canceled My Own Wedding but I Didn’t – The Truth Left Me Speechless

Chelsea is all set to marry Rasmus, the man of her dreams. But when the wedding day arrives and no guests show up, Chelsea has to figure out who canceled her wedding and whether her groom is right for her or not.

A coffee bar and bakery | Source: Pexels

A coffee bar and bakery | Source: Pexels

I’ve always wanted that ‘Happily Ever After’ kind of romantic life. So, when I met Rasmus, I thought I had finally gotten it. But as my wedding day began to unravel, it seemed I had gotten the nightmare version instead.

Rasmus and I met at a bakery. It was a sweet little meet-cute situation — where I was convinced he was the perfect person for me. We exchanged numbers over rye bread.

“I’ll be seeing you around, Chelsea,” he said, holding onto a loaf of artisanal bread.

He called me just as he left the bakery, wanting us to have dinner that night.

Two short years later, we were waking up to our wedding day.

That morning, I showered early, eagerly awaiting my hair and makeup appointments. I remember sitting at the edge of the hotel bed, looking at my dress and holding my breath.

I couldn’t wait to marry Rasmus. I couldn’t wait to begin our lives together.

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A person pouring wine at a restaurant | Source: Pexels

So, the day went on — my maid of honor, my sister Jess, was with me, and we continued to get ready.

“Where’s Mom?” Jess asked. “Shouldn’t she be getting dressed with us?”

“No, we decided it would be best for her and Dad to meet us at the venue. You know she doesn’t get along with Rasmus.”

Jess shook her head.

“You’d think that Mom would have sorted out her feelings by now.”

It was true, my parents loved me — but they just couldn’t see Rasmus and me together.

Bride getting her makeup done | Source: Unsplash

Bride getting her makeup done | Source: Unsplash

“There’s just something off about him,” my father would say. “But we respect your wishes to marry him.”

Closer to the time, Jess called for the hotel car, and we made our way to the wedding venue.

“Where is everyone?” Jess asked, echoing my thoughts.

It was an entire wedding venue with literally not a soul in sight. There was no welcome sign for the guests, no welcome drinks, no décor, no staff, and absolutely no guests.

Not even Rasmus.

“Get Brenda on the phone,” I said, talking about my wedding planner.

An empty wedding venue | Source: Pexels

An empty wedding venue | Source: Pexels

I was beginning to panic. I was all dressed and ready to go. It was supposed to be my special day.

“Brenda, where is everyone?” I asked when Jess handed me the phone.

“What do you mean?” Brenda’s calm voice came through the speaker.

“I’m at my wedding venue, and there’s nobody here!” I exclaimed, the panic evident in my voice.

“Chelsea, honey,” Brenda said. “The wedding was canceled. The directive came through your email address just three days ago.”

My heart almost stopped beating.

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A person using a laptop | Source: Pexels

How could I have canceled my own wedding? I went through my emails, and sure enough, there it was.

Dear Brenda,

Due to unforeseen circumstances, the wedding is off. Please notify all the guests and the vendors.

But it made no sense. It was from my corporate account — an account that my family had access to because we all worked at the family business together.

My mind raced — did Mom and Dad? Could they really…? No, they couldn’t have.

They always said that it was my life and my choices. Even if they didn’t approve of Rasmus, they wouldn’t hurt me like this.

I needed to hear it from them.

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An older couple holding white ceramic mugs | Source: Pexels

But my parents were just as shocked as I was.

“We were on a flight, honey,” my father said. “I had a business meeting, and your mother tagged along with me. We had nothing to do with it. We did get the cancellation from Brenda and just wanted to give you your space.”

“I didn’t see any email,” Jess said. “But you know how bad I am at checking my mail.”

That’s when it hit me — the only other person who would have access to my email accounts, work and personal, was Rasmus.

The same man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the other end of the aisle.

I asked Jess to take me home, ready for answers. I needed to know what was happening and how it all unfolded without my knowledge.

A man with a gray t-shirt and arms crossed | Source: Unsplash

A man with a gray t-shirt and arms crossed | Source: Unsplash

I walked into our little apartment, and there he was. Rasmus, sitting on the couch eating a bowl of cereal. He had no intention of leaving the house because he was in his sweatpants, wearing glasses, and his hair was wavy.

His usual armor of being well-dressed, contacts in, and hair swept into his signature hairstyle was all missing.

A bowl of cereal | Source: Pexels

A bowl of cereal | Source: Pexels

“You canceled our wedding?” I asked before he could say anything.

Rasmus didn’t even try to hide it. He had canceled the wedding because, three days ago, he realized that as much as he loved me, he wasn’t ready for marriage.

So, he panicked.

“I didn’t have the courage to tell you,” he said. “I figured that you’d think the wedding was on, and then when the slip-up happened, you would want to investigate it. I thought it would take the heat off me.”

As I stood there, my wedding day in ruins around me, I realized that my parents were right. Rasmus wasn’t the person for me. And as much as it hurt, a part of me was relieved he did it.

So, here I am, looking at my wedding dress and wondering what to do with it.

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A woman holding her head | Source: Unsplash

What would you have done?

I Presented the Man I’m Dating to My 5-Year-Old Daughter, She Screamed the First Time She Saw Him

Jessica looked forward to introducing her daughter, Emma, to her boyfriend, Alex. However, when Emma met Alex for the first time, she screamed in terror, believing her father’s warnings that Alex was a threat.

The memory of Emma’s terrified screams echoed in Jessica’s mind. She had planned this day for weeks, wanting it to be perfect. Jessica and Alex had met at a charity event, where his charm and kindness quickly drew her in. Their relationship grew stronger over the year, and Jessica knew it was time for Alex to meet her daughter, the most important person in her life.

However, the aftermath of her rough divorce from Tom, Emma’s father, weighed heavily on Jessica. Tom had been in charge of babysitting while she was out with Alex and had met him several times without issues, or so she thought.

Jessica made Emma’s favorite brunch, pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream, and even dressed up for the occasion. Alex arrived with a gift and a warm smile, excited to meet Emma. But as soon as Emma saw Alex, she froze, her face draining of color.

She screamed for Jessica, convinced that Alex would take her away forever. Jessica was stunned, and Alex looked equally confused. Jessica knelt down to Emma’s level, trying to reassure her. Emma insisted that her father had warned her about Alex, showing her pictures and telling her to run if she ever saw him. Anger surged within Jessica; how could Tom do this? Alex knelt beside them, promising Emma that he only wanted to be her friend, but she remained scared and clung to Jessica tightly.

Jessica carried Emma to the living room and sat with her in her lap while Alex kept his distance to avoid frightening her further. She gently asked Emma what Tom had told her. Emma recounted how her father had scared her about Alex being a bad man who would take them away.

Jessica felt a mix of sadness and anger, knowing Tom was wrong. She tried to reassure Emma that Alex was kind and caring, but Emma’s fears lingered. After settling Emma in her room, Jessica called Tom, feeling both angry and hurt.

When Tom answered, he feigned ignorance about the situation. After Jessica confronted him about scaring Emma, Tom admitted he did it because he didn’t trust Alex. Jessica was shocked. She told him he had lost his babysitting privileges until he could behave appropriately.

Tom grew defensive, arguing that he was protecting Emma. Jessica insisted that he was projecting his insecurities onto their daughter and manipulating her. They argued, but eventually, Tom agreed to try to work together for Emma’s sake.

Jessica felt a mix of relief and frustration, knowing that this was just the beginning of a challenging process. After hanging up, she returned to the living room, where Alex awaited her with concern. Jessica explained the situation, feeling hopeful about taking things one step at a time.

With Alex’s support, she knew they could overcome the challenges ahead and help Emma feel safe. Although the road ahead was uncertain, they were ready to face it together, united for Emma’s sake.

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