A Red Bow, a Coffin, and 200 Guests Frozen in Horror — My Unforgettable Wedding Moment
It was the perfect wedding—sunlight on fresh roses, loved ones cheering, and the bride fighting tears of joy as she walked down the aisle. But then she noticed a small group in dark suits approaching from the edge of the field. At first, she assumed they were late guests. Yet something about the way they moved—deliberate, almost like pallbearers—sent a cold shiver across her skin. As they drew closer, she realized they were carrying something massive, wrapped in a bright red bow, and her heart began to pound as she understood that…
It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life.
I can still feel the sun warming my bare shoulders as my father clutched my arm, guiding me down the white runner. My bouquet felt impossibly heavy, trembling in my hands. All around us, friends and family were beaming, some dabbing their eyes with tissues. The air smelled of peonies and sweet grass, and every footstep felt like a step closer to the life I’d always dreamed of.
