My husband, John “Bucky” (M26), and I (F24) just returned from our week-long honeymoon two weeks ago. We call my husband “Bucky” because he resembles the character from the MCU movies. My Bucky is a bit more yummy.
Yesterday was the first time we had dinner with his family since the wedding. My sister-in-law (F20) is my favorite person besides my husband, which is why she was my Maid of Honor. She took me aside and told me what happened behind the scenes at my wedding.
A bit of background first: My mother-in-law (F48) never liked me, and she didn’t hide it from me, though she did hide it from her son. This started from the moment we began dating. She would play nice in front of him but make nasty comments as soon as he was out of sight.
At first, I didn’t say anything to Bucky, hoping that, in time, his mother would warm up to me. But it never stopped. Eventually, I had enough and started telling Bucky.
Bucky spoke with his mother, but she claimed I was misunderstanding her. She didn’t stop; she just became subtler, saying things that could be interpreted in multiple ways. I don’t blame Bucky, he did believe me, but he also believed his mother when she said she meant something else.
When Bucky proposed, I thought that would be the end of it, but she only got sneakier. I almost called off the wedding because I couldn’t handle it anymore. We had arguments, and it was frustrating.
Bucky always believed me but didn’t believe it was his mother’s intent to be hurtful. Somehow, we got through it and started planning the wedding. My sister-in-law helped with the wedding planning and preparations, and because my mother-in-law was minimally involved, everything was perfect.
From my perspective, everything went as planned on the wedding day, though we started a bit later. Bucky told me it couldn’t be avoided because something important came up last minute. I assumed it was work-related, so I didn’t ask.
But now I’ve heard from my sister-in-law what actually happened. I was in the bridal suite, so I didn’t see or hear any of this. My mother-in-law arrived at the venue wearing white.
When Bucky found out, he asked my sister-in-law to bring her to his ready room, along with his other siblings and father. When my mother-in-law walked in and tried to hug him, Bucky stopped her. He asked what she was wearing, and when she dismissed it, he repeated the question differently: Why was she wearing white at his wedding?
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