My wedding day was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life, but it almost turned into a disaster thanks to my stepmom’s meddling. The mother-son dance was meant to be a special moment between my grandmother, Eleanor, and me. She had raised me since I was ten, and I couldn’t imagine sharing that dance with anyone else.
As the DJ announced the mother-son dance, I realized that Grandma Eleanor was nowhere to be found. I frantically searched for her, asking my bride, Maddie, and other guests if they had seen her. But no one knew where she was.
That’s when I saw my stepmom, Linda, standing on the dance floor, wearing a smug expression. She was expecting me to dance with her, but I had made it clear that the dance was for Grandma Eleanor and me. Linda had been trying to replace my mom since she married my dad, and this was just another attempt to insert herself into my life.
I was furious. I marched onto the dance floor and took the microphone from the DJ. I explained the situation to the guests, and they gasped in shock. Linda’s face turned bright red as she realized she had been caught.
The crowd began to murmur, and my dad looked at Linda with disappointment. I could see the shame in her eyes, but she tried to defend herself, saying it was just a misunderstanding. However, I knew better. I had found one of her earrings near the bathroom door, and I knew she had locked Grandma Eleanor in the bathroom on purpose.
The guests erupted into applause as I invited Grandma Eleanor to join me on the dance floor. We danced together, surrounded by our loved ones, and it was a moment I will never forget. Linda, on the other hand, left the reception early, accompanied by my dad.
As I looked at Grandma Eleanor, I knew that I had made the right decision. She had always been there for me, and I wasn’t going to let anyone, including my stepmom, ruin our special moment.
