As my brother’s wedding day drew closer, the air was thick with excitement and a touch of anxiety.
We were all on edge, knowing my brother’s reputation for elaborate pranks, and he’d hinted more than once that a “big surprise” was coming. Liam had always been the life of the party — he thrived on a bit of theatrics, and I assumed this was no different. Liam and his fiancée, Denise, had been together for years.
It was no shock when Denise asked me to be a bridesmaid. “Please, Daphne,” she had pleaded with a warm smile, handing me a gift box filled with pampering treats. “I want you by my side on the big day.
You’re not just Liam’s little sister — you’re like a sister to me too.”
Of course, I agreed. Denise had truly earned a place in my heart over the years. After all, she was the one who had organized my 21st birthday when my own friends had let me down.
Throughout the wedding planning, Denise often shared her excitement with me more than with Liam. Meanwhile, Liam seemed to stay out of the details, barely involved in planning. But I knew the truth — he was secretly working on a video montage for the ceremony.
When Denise asked me during a shopping trip if Liam was getting cold feet, I reassured her.
“No way,” I promised. “He’s just busy with something special for you.”
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. “What?
Tell me!”
“I can’t,” I laughed. “It’s a surprise!”
On the morning of the wedding, I arrived at their hotel early, wanting to check on Liam before joining Denise and the other bridesmaids. He was calm, glass of champagne in hand, and smirked.
“You have no idea what’s coming, Daph.”
“Oh boy,” I teased back. “Don’t leave me hanging.”
The ceremony itself unfolded beautifully — everything exactly as Denise had dreamed. The flowers, the soft music, and even the subtle scent of candles filling the venue made the whole place feel magical.
As they prepared for their vows, Liam turned to the priest. “Wait,” he said. “I have something I’d like to share with everyone first.”
He dramatically pulled out a remote while two groomsmen wheeled a television toward the altar.
“This is our love story,” Liam announced proudly.
He pressed play, and everyone watched a touching montage — their first date, silly moments at home, romantic trips, cozy dinners, and so many sweet memories. The guests were emotional, sniffling, and dabbing at tears. But then, the priest resumed the ceremony and asked if anyone objected.
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