{"id":81834,"date":"2024-07-09T15:40:43","date_gmt":"2024-07-09T08:40:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lorevista.com\/?p=81834"},"modified":"2024-07-09T15:40:43","modified_gmt":"2024-07-09T08:40:43","slug":"attention-seeking-stepmom-in-white-at-my-wedding-you-wont-believe-how-my-husband-reacted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorevista.com\/attention-seeking-stepmom-in-white-at-my-wedding-you-wont-believe-how-my-husband-reacted\/","title":{"rendered":"Attention-Seeking Stepmom in White at My Wedding \u2013 You Won\u2019t Believe How My Husband Reacted"},"content":{"rendered":"
My Stepmom Came to My Wedding in a White Dress, Saying She \u2018Deserves Attention Too\u2019 \u2013 So My Husband Taught Her a Real Lesson Alexandra was prepared for drama when her stepmother showed up to her wedding wearing a white dress and demanding attention. However, her spouse had a scheme to completely surprise everyone by turning the tables.\u201cThese flowers have to be flawless,\u201d Linda said as she carefully arranged them. \u201cAfter all, it\u2019s a big day for the family.\u201dI tried to remain composed while I sipped my tea at the dining room table.My father grinned at her. \u201cLinda has a great eye for these things,\u201d he stated.I feigned a laugh.\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right, Linda, they do look nice.\u201d After Mom died when I was ten years old, I met Linda, my stepmother. She enjoyed being the focus of attention, and she felt the same way today.She fussed over the flowers, arranging each petal precisely as she saw fit. She moved theatrically, as if she were performing. I pondered over the part she would attempt to play throughout the nuptials. \u201cAre you excited about the wedding, Dad?\u201d I tried to change the topic by asking.With sparkling eyes, he nodded. Many thanks, Alexandra. It is going to be a lovely day.\u201cYes, and everything has to be perfect,\u201d Linda added. We don\u2019t often have events this significant.\u201d I nodded, but I had other ideas. Linda would find a way to make the day all about her, I knew it. She did all the time.I recalled occasions such as holidays and birthdays when she effortlessly stole the limelight, putting me in the background.My worry increased as Linda kept fussing over the flowers. It was always difficult for me to appreciate the wedding when Linda was there.\u201cDo you need any help, Linda?\u201d In an attempt at civility, I suggested.\n
She dismissed me with a wave. \u201cOh my goodness, no. Everything is under control with me.\u201d\u201cAll right,\u201d I forced a smile and said. \u201cI\u2019m going to take a break, Dad. I have to be somewhere.My closest friend and maid of honor, Sarah, and I met at the wedding planner\u2019s office. She hugged me and said, \u201cWhy is the bride looking so sad?\u201d\u201cI guess I\u2019m just nervous.\u201d\u201cDon\u2019t worry; today will be the best ever! Come on, it\u2019s becoming late. We went into Grace\u2019s office, the wedding coordinator.She looked up from her papers and continued, \u201cWell, uh, your stepmother insisted on giving a speech during the reception and requested to be seated in the front row, Alexandra.\u201dI was taken aback. Linda and I had discussed this earlier. How was she able to? \u201cIsn\u2019t that usually reserved for the bride\u2019s mother or father?\u201d With an eyebrow raised, Sarah enquired.Grace gave a nod.\n
Yes, the bride\u2019s parents are supposed to sit in the front row traditionally. Linda technically shouldn\u2019t be at that spot because your father will be there and you have decided to keep a place for your late mother.Furthermore, we must uphold a certain level of decorum and respect for family customs. This wedding has great significance, particularly in light of your mother\u2019s memorial.\u201dI let out a sigh as I felt the old frustration building. She must always put herself first in everything. She probably has a spectacular show in mind.\u201dSarah inclined herself closer. \u201cWe need to be prepared for whatever she\u2019s planning.\u201d Grace cast a worried glance in my direction. \u201cHow would you like to handle this, Alexandra?\u201dI paused to reflect. \u201cIs it possible for us to let her know that my parents have the front row reserved? Perhaps advise her to choose a seat in the second row?\u201d \u201cThat makes sense,\u201d Grace concurred. \u201cI\u2019ll speak with her now. Regarding the speech, what are your thoughts?\u201dI gave a headshake. \u201cShe shouldn\u2019t be giving a speech, in my opinion. It\u2019s intended to honor my mother and commemorate the marriage. She\u2019ll only focus on herself.\u201dSarah gave a nod. If necessary, we can have a different speaker. Perhaps one of us or a member of your mother\u2019s family?\u201dFeeling a little more at ease, I said, \u201cThat\u2019s a good idea.\u201d \u201cLet\u2019s make sure the speeches are meaningful and respectful.\u201d\n
Grace wrote down a few things. \u201cI will see to it. We\u2019ll make sure everything goes without a hitch.Sarah gave me an armshake as we walked out of Grace\u2019s office. \u201cAlex, don\u2019t worry. We can handle this. Linda won\u2019t make your day miserable. I hoped she was correct, and I nodded. I needed to talk to Tom about my worries when I returned to our flat.I said, \u201cLinda is determined to steal the show,\u201d and left my luggage by the door. \u201cShe\u2019s giving a speech at the reception and insisted on sitting in the front row.\u201d Tom encircled me with his arms. Together, we\u2019ll tackle it. Be at ease. I scowled as I sank into his hug. \u201cIt\u2019s not just that,\u201d I murmured, stepping away from his closeness. She has a talent for making things look spectacular. Even though she\u2019s not my biological mother, she\u2019s constantly forced to play parts that belong to my mother. We wish to preserve my mother\u2019s spot in the front row as a mark of respect. She\u2019s going to make our wedding all about her, and I fear that.\u201dTom gave a comforting grin. \u201cBelieve me. I have a strategy. Give her space and time. Everything will work out. I was fascinated, so I inquired, \u201cWhat kind of plan?\u201d He gave me a forehead kiss. \u201cJust have faith in me. It comes as a shock. But I assure you, it will maintain the attention where it belongs\u2014on your mother\u2019s memories and us.\u201dFeeling slightly better but still nervous, I let out a sigh. \u201cHopefully.\n
All I want is for things to run smoothly. Linda has a tendency to be very erratic.\u201d Tom gave me a tight squeeze. \u201cI am aware. But we can handle this. Together, we are in this.\u201d I nodded, attempting to unwind. \u201cMany thanks, Tom. Thank you so much for that. \u201cAnytime, love,\u201d he smiled reassuringly at me. \u201cNow, let\u2019s enjoy our evening and not worry about Linda for a bit.\u201d I returned the smile, appreciating his encouragement.The wedding day soon came. I felt both anxious and thrilled. As I was getting dressed in my bathrobe, Sarah suddenly entered the room with a pale face. She drew me over to the glass and whispered, \u201cYou won\u2019t believe this.\u201d Glancing out, I saw Linda walking out wearing a full-length white bridal gown. \u201cWhat the\u2026\u201d All right, this was a surprise to me. How could she? \u201cWhat are you doing, Linda? You\u2019re not allowed to wear white to my wedding!\u201d I couldn\u2019t contain my rage as I rushed over to her. She grinned and said, \u201cOh, darling,\u201d without expressing any remorse. Alexandra, you\u2019re still young. Your entire life lies ahead of you. I may not get another opportunity to feel like a bride like this one. I\u2019m worthy of this recognition.\u201dMy temper was about to flare, but Tom pulled me in. \u201cBelieve me, we\u2019ll resolve this later,\u201d he muttered, grinning mischievously. \u201cBut Tom, how could she?\u201d I gave in when he said, \u201cTrust me, okay?\u201d As the ceremony continued, Linda was enjoying her moment in the spotlight while seated in the front row. It was obvious Linda had succeeded in getting what she wanted because Grace had a look of helplessness on her face. Though I was seething inside, I had faith in Tom. I made an effort to concentrate on the vows and the present as the ceremony went on. I turned to face Tom, and he nodded encouragingly. But every time I saw Linda\u2019s arrogant look, my confidence in Tom\u2019s scheme faltered. I held my breath until it was time for the remarks. Linda got to her feet, prepared to lead.\n
But Tom grabbed the microphone before she could say anything. \u201cLadies and gentlemen, before we continue, I\u2019d like to share a special video tribute to Alexandra\u2019s late mother.\u201d The screen displayed a lovely montage of my mother as the lights went out. The room was filled with loving messages, videos, and photos. My eyes welled with tears, and the guests showed signs of emotion. Linda\u2019s attitude changed from pride to disbelief. With a knowing smile, Tom gave me a look after the homage. \u201cAlex, today is about paying tribute to your mother and our affection. Nobody is able to take that away. He then turned to face Linda. He said, \u201cLinda, could you join us up here?\u201d Linda assumed she was going to be honored and appeared arrogant.\u201cToday, we\u2019ve decided to let her shine even more because Linda has always been a star in her own right,\u201d Tom said as she approached the stage. Then another slide show started. The first few photos were rather benign; they showed Linda attending the wedding while wearing her white dress from different perspectives. But then Tom started to twist. The following picture was taken earlier that morning, when Linda had sneaked into my bridal suite. She was seen on camera attempting to put on my bridal veil and spinning about holding a bouquet she had stolen from the bouquets. Linda\u2019s face reddened as the room gasped. She attempted to remain composed, but Tom wasn\u2019t finished.\n
With a gesture toward the DJ, he said, \u201cWait, Linda, we\u2019re not finished.\u201d Abruptly, a tape of Linda bragging to her buddy over the phone about how she was going to outdo me was played over the speakers. \u201cThis little princess must discover her role in society. Her voice reverberated across the hallway, \u201cI\u2019ve waited long enough to have my moment.\u201d A few people in the crowd even booed as they were surprised. With a hug and a whisper, Tom said, \u201cI told you I had it covered.\u201d The surprise was not over, though.Tom had made arrangements for Linda\u2019s former spouse to give a guest speech. As he mounted the stage, he revealed Linda\u2019s true self to everyone by telling tales of her earlier mischievous behavior. What was the outcome? Trapped and flushed, Linda hurried out of the hallway as soundlessly as possible. Tom and I grinned, knowing we had given her a lesson. She was the center of attention because she was desired, but not for the right reasons.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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