I never thought my wedding would turn into a real spectacle. It all started even before the ceremony: my mother-in-law decided that since she had no husband and was “young and beautiful,” she deserved to be the maid of honor. I tried to object, but for my husband, I gave in. “What could happen? – I thought. – After all, it’s just a tradition.”
But the worst happened.
For the ceremony, my mother-in-law showed up in a long white dress. In white! A dress that would have suited a real bride better. At one point, she literally tore the bouquet from my hands and proudly stood next to me, as if all attention should be on her. I struggled to hold back my tears and categorically refused to be photographed next to her.
