Our Wedding Officiant Vanished at the Last Minute, So Another One Stepped In — If Only I’d Known It Was a Trap

Wait… what? I thought. Is she serious?

As I stood there trying to process what she’d just said, some of the guests started laughing nervously.

Meanwhile, others looked around, wondering if this was some kind of strange wedding tradition they’d never heard of.

I looked at Adam. His face had gone from pale to bright red. He stiffened, then hissed through clenched teeth.

“Shut your mouth.

What are you doing?”

Margaret didn’t flinch. She stood there, calm as anything, looking between Adam and me.

“You can marry him if you want,” she told me, “but I won’t be the one to tie that knot.”

The crowd was completely silent now. No one laughed this time.

“What’s going on?” I whispered.

Adam grabbed my arm.

“She’s crazy. We need to get someone else up here right now.”

But Margaret wasn’t done. She took a step forward, and when she spoke again, her voice was strong and clear.

“This man,” she said, pointing directly at Adam, “has a secret he’s been keeping from you.”

“Wh-what secret?” I stammered.

I could feel the heat in my cheeks.

Adam’s grip on my arm tightened. “Don’t listen to her. She’s delusional.

Someone call security.”

But no one moved. Everyone was transfixed, waiting to hear what would come next.

Margaret looked at me with something that might have been pity.

“Ask him about his wife.”

“His what?” I blurted out.

“His wife,” Margaret repeated. “And his daughter.”

I turned to Adam.

“What is she talking about?”

Adam was angry. “She’s lying. She’s completely insane.

I don’t know what her game is, but—”

“This man married my daughter three years ago,” Margaret continued. “She gave birth to their child. The very next day, while she was still in the hospital recovering, he packed his things and vanished.

No calls. No help. No support.

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