During the ceremony everyone held their breath. The hall was decorated with white ribbons, the scent of roses filled the air, and the music played softly and solemnly. The groom stood before the altar, nervously running his fingers over the buttons of his jacket. He had waited for this moment his whole life — the moment when he could finally see the face of his beloved under the wedding veil.
The priest said the final words, and silence fell. The groom slowly raised his hands to lift the lace veil and kiss his lawful wife. It seemed even the light in the hall softened, as if time itself froze.
But when he finally saw the bride’s face — he froze himself. His eyes widened, and his lips trembled involuntarily at what he saw under the lace veil…
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Before him stood not the woman with whom he had spent the last two years.
The face under the veil belonged to another — similar, but still a stranger.
For a moment he thought it was a prank, but the woman in front of him quietly whispered:
— Forgive me, I had to…
Later it became clear that the real bride got into an accident on the way to the church and couldn’t tell anyone — her phone was broken.
Her own sister, not wanting to ruin the ceremony or cause a scandal, decided to replace her, hoping that everything would end as a symbolic ritual and that later she would explain everything.
The groom stood stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. The guests began whispering, and the priest was confused, not understanding what to do.
At that moment the doors burst open — in the doorway stood the real bride with a bandaged arm and tears on her face.
— Sorry, I’m late… — she said.
The church filled with whispers and gasps. The groom stayed silent for a long time, then stepped toward her, removed the ring from the imposter, and smiling, said:
— Now everything is in its place.
