Something Moved Under the Bride’s Dress… What She Revealed Stunned Everyone (2 of 3)

The murmur began softly, one pew at a time, until the cathedral buzzed with suspicion. Guests craned their necks, wide-eyed, whispering. Claire’s expression never faltered. She kept her gaze steady on Daniel, though a faint blush crept up her cheeks.

Then came the sound—a faint rustling, like paper being crushed in secret. Daniel’s smile cracked. His heart lurched. He took a step forward.

“Claire?” His voice trembled, uncertain.

The Reveal

Claire stopped, her hand tightening on her father’s arm. Then, with a half-sigh, half-laugh, she bent down and lifted the hem of her gown.

Gasps shot through the cathedral.

A tiny orange-and-white tabby peeked out, eyes wide and unbothered by the spectacle. The kitten let out a bold meow, the sound bouncing through the vaulted ceiling like a mischievous echo.

For a beat, the entire room froze in stunned silence. And then—it erupted. Laughter, warm and uncontrollable, filled the church. Someone clapped. Someone else whistled. Relief spread like wildfire.

Claire, cheeks flushed but smiling, shook her head. “I told you,” she said, voice breaking with laughter. “She never stays behind.”

Muffin, the Guest of Honor

The kitten—Muffin, as everyone quickly learned—had been Claire’s shadow ever since she rescued her from a rainy alley months before. Somehow, against all logic, the little stowaway had slipped into the wedding procession.

Daniel bent down, scooping up the intruder with a grin that looked suspiciously like relief. Muffin purred and nestled herself against Claire’s arms as if she belonged nowhere else.

And maybe she did.