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Entitlement can turn even the happiest moments into unforgettable disasters. These stories reveal how selfish behavior can test patience.\u201d\n

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Love might be blind, but entitlement can be impossible to ignore\u2014especially when wedding bells are near. These soon-to-be spouses took their demands to shocking new heights, leaving everyone around them speechless. Here are four epic stories of entitled soon-to-be spouses who pushed too far\u2014and got exactly what they deserved.\n

My Fianc\u00e9e Decided to Lock My Daughter up to Exclude Her from Our Wedding\u2014I Overheard It and Came up with a Plan\n

I met Emily three years after my wife\u2019s death. Losing Karen had shattered me. She was the person that I thought I would grow old with, and more importantly, Karen was the mother of our precious daughter, Amy.\n

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There were days when I thought that I\u2019d never heal from the loss of my wife, but as time went on, I knew that hope would come.\n\n

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\u201cIt\u2019s okay to feel your feelings, Jim,\u201d my mother would say. \u201cBut it\u2019s also okay to dream of a new start. Nobody will ever replace Karen. Not for you, nor for Amy. But it\u2019s okay to want joy.\u201d\n

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And meeting Emily made me feel like it was a fresh start. After a few months of dating, I decided to introduce her to my daughter, who was nine at the time.\n

\u201cAre you sure, Jim?\u201d Emily asked me, her eyes wide, when we were at dinner.\n

\u201cYes,\u201d I reassured her. \u201cDon\u2019t get me wrong, Em. I think we\u2019re great together, but I can only continue this relationship if you get along with my daughter.\u201d\n

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A couple at a restaurant\n\n

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\u201cNo,\u201d Emily said, sipping on a cocktail. \u201cIt\u2019s understandable, and I absolutely agree with that. Your daughter comes first.\u201d\n

To my relief, they hit it off immediately. Amy, always so perceptive, even at her young age, was thrilled to have another woman in her life.\n

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A smiling woman and little girl\n\n

\u201cI think Emily is pretty cool, Dad,\u201d Amy told me when we went out on a little father-daughter ice cream date.\n

\u201cSo, you like her?\u201d I asked, trying to navigate the situation from my daughter\u2019s point of view.\n

\u201cI do, Dad,\u201d she said, picking the cherry off her sundae.\n

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Two years later, I proposed to Emily.\n

Of course, by this time Emily had woven herself seamlessly into our family, and even Karen\u2019s parents seemed to think that her influence was good on Amy.\n

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A man proposing to a woman | Source: Unsplash\n\n

I was thrilled. I never wanted my in-laws to think that I was replacing Karen or hiding away her memory. I just wanted a sense of happiness.\n

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But as Emily and I threw ourselves into wedding preparations, lines started to get blurred.\n

\u201cI can\u2019t wait to be a flower girl, Dad,\u201d Amy said, twirling around the living room, pretending that she was wearing a fancy dress.\n

\u201cI can\u2019t wait for that either,\u201d I replied.\n

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A smiling little girl | Source: Pexels\n\n

But, during a conversation about the ceremony, Emily suggested that her nephew take that role instead.\n

\u201cWhat changed? I thought Amy was going to be the flower girl,\u201d I asked, puzzled.\n

\u201cOh, she can still be involved. I just think it might be cute to have little Joey as the flower boy,\u201d Emily replied, her smile not quite reaching her eyes.\n

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A little boy in a suit | Source: Pexels\n\n

\u201cNo, Emily. Amy is my daughter and she\u2019ll be the flower girl. They can do it together, but Amy will have her moment.\u201d\n

Emily didn\u2019t argue further, but I noticed a flicker of annoyance cross her face. I brushed it off, thinking it was just pre-wedding stress.\n

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The night before the wedding, I found myself sitting in Amy\u2019s room, tucking her into bed. She looked up at me with her beautiful eyes.\n

\u201cAre you excited about tomorrow?\u201d she asked.\n

\u201cI am, sweetheart,\u201d I replied, smoothing her hair. \u201cBut it\u2019s also a little scary, you know? Big changes.\u201d\n

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A little girl climbing into bed | Source: Pexels\n\n

\u201cDo you think Mom will be happy?\u201d she asked.\n

Her question pierced my heart. I thought about Karen, about how she would have wanted me to find happiness again.\n

\u201cI think she would be, Amy.\u201d\n

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A little girl tucked up in bed | Source: Midjourney\n\n

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When the day of the wedding arrived, everything seemed perfect. The venue was stunning, with all shades of pink woven together. I was walking down the hallway, waiting to head to the altar, when I heard Emily\u2019s bridesmaids talking behind a door.\n

\u201cEm was clear. We need to accidentally lock Amy in the dressing room before the ceremony,\u201d a voice said.\n

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A groom standing by a door | Source: Midjourney\n\n

\u201cIs she insane? The kid is her future stepdaughter. Why should we do it?\u201d another voice replied, incredulous.\n

\u201cEmily said that she cannot stand seeing Amy right now. She found photos of Jim\u2019s wife and Amy looks identical to her,\u201d someone explained.\n

\u201cAnd so what? Emily can\u2019t stand the fact that a child looks like her mother? I want nothing to do with this.\u201d\n

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A group of bridesmaids standing together | Source: Midjourney\n\n

My blood ran cold.\n

Anger surged through me. How dare they plan to exclude my daughter? I took a deep breath and composed myself.\n

I had to find my daughter.\n

\u201cDad!\u201d Amy said when I opened the door to the dressing room where I knew my mother and Amy were.\n

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An angry groom | Source: Midjourney\n\n

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\u201cStay with me,\u201d I said, pulling her close. \u201cYou don\u2019t have to walk down as a flower girl. You can walk down the aisle with me.\u201d\n

My daughter beamed and threw her arms around my neck.\n

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A smiling little girl | Source: Midjourney\n\n

As the ceremony began, Emily walked down the aisle, radiant in her wedding dress, a smile plastered on her face. But when she saw Amy, her expression shifted from joy to shock.\n

There was my daughter, standing right beside me.\n

Emily reached me, her eyes wide with fury.\n

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A groom standing at the altar | Source: Midjourney\n\n

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\u201cWhat is she doing here?\u201d she hissed.\n

I kept my voice low but steady.\n

\u201cWhat? Are you surprised to see Amy?\u201d\n

\u201cJim, she was supposed to be\u2026 I mean\u2026\u201d Emily stammered, trying to recover.\n

\u201cSupposed to be in a locked room? Is that what you mean, Emily?\u201d my voice rose, and the guests started to murmur, sensing something was wrong.\n

\u201cJim, I\u2026\u201d she began.\n

I turned to the audience.\n

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\u201cLadies and gentlemen,\u201d I said loudly, addressing the audience. \u201cI have something to share with all of you. It appears that Emily and her bridesmaids had planned to lock my daughter, Amy, in a dressing room to prevent her from being a part of this wedding. They did this because Emily couldn\u2019t stand Amy reminding her of my late wife.\u201d\n

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Gasps and murmurs of shock rippled through the crowd. Emily looked mortified.\n

\u201cJim, please, I can explain,\u201d Emily pleaded, her voice desperate.\n

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Guests seated at a wedding | Source: Midjourney\n\n

\u201cExplain how you thought it was okay to hurt my daughter! To exclude her from this important day in our lives!\u201d I demanded, my voice shaking with emotion.\n

Amy stood at my elbow, looking confused but brave.\n

\u201cEmily, I thought you loved Amy as much as you claimed to love me. But your actions show otherwise.\u201d\n

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A smiling little girl | Source: Midjourney\n\n

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\u201cJim, I was just\u2026 I didn\u2019t want to be reminded of your wife,\u201d Emily\u2019s voice trailed off.\n

\u201cOf my past? Emily, my past is part of who I am. Amy is a part of who I am. And if you cannot accept that, then you don\u2019t belong in our future,\u201d I declared, my decision made.\n

The room fell silent.\n

Emily\u2019s bridesmaids exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of what to do.\n

\u201cWhat now, Jim?\u201d Emily asked me, her shoulders slouched.\n

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\u201cThis wedding is off,\u201d I announced. \u201cI will not marry someone who would go to such lengths to hurt my child. We\u2019re done here.\u201d\n

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Tears filled Emily\u2019s eyes, but she knew there was no arguing with me. Not when it came to my daughter.\n

Emily turned and walked out, her bridesmaids trailing behind her.\n

I knelt down to Amy\u2019s level, hugging her tightly.\n

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A father hugging his daughter | Source: Midjourney\n\n

\u201cNo one will ever come between us, sweetheart,\u201d I whispered.\n

The guests, still in shock, began to applaud. I stood up, took Amy\u2019s hand, and led her down the aisle, not as a bridegroom but as a proud father who stood up for his daughter and his family.\n

The following day, I took my daughter out for breakfast. I needed to have a moment alone with her, ready to answer any questions she may have.\n

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\u201cAre you sure it was a good idea not to marry Emily?\u201d Amy asked, pouring syrup onto her waffles.\n

\u201cYes, sweetheart,\u201d I declared clearly. \u201cDo you think it would have been right to marry Emily after she locked you in a room during the ceremony?\u201d\n

Amy shook her head slowly and picked up a strawberry.\n

\u201cNo,\u201d she replied. \u201cBut she did make you happy, didn\u2019t she?\u201d\n

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\u201cFor a moment,\u201d I said truthfully. \u201cBut when I thought about what lengths she would go through, just to make herself happy\u2026 No, darling, then she did not make me happy.\u201d\n

\u201cI\u2019m glad, Dad,\u201d she said, smiling at me.\n

And in that moment, I knew that I had done right by my daughter.\n

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A smiling little girl | Source: Midjourney\n\n

My SIL Demanded I Pay for Their $3k+ Wedding Dinner\u2013I Gracefully Brought Her Down to Earth\n

I\u2019m Natasha, and I have to admit, life with Emmet has been nothing short of amazing. We\u2019ve been together for three years, and every day, I\u2019m reminded of how lucky I am to have found someone like him.\n

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Emmet is my rock, my confidant, and my best friend. Our love has only grown stronger over time, and it felt like the natural next step when he proposed.\n

One evening, as we were cuddled up on the couch, Emmet turned to me with a tender look in his eyes. \u201cNatasha,\u201d he said, his voice soft and serious, \u201cI\u2019ve been thinking about our future a lot.\u201d\n

I teased him, raising an eyebrow. \u201cOh? And what grand plans do you have in mind, Mr. Dreamer?\u201d\n

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He chuckled, pulling me closer. \u201cI\u2019m serious. I want us to get married. I can\u2019t imagine my life without you.\u201d\n

My heart swelled with joy. \u201cEmmet, I feel the same way. Let\u2019s do it.\u201d\n

A year ago, my dad passed away and left me his inheritance. He had made it clear that part of it should be used for my wedding.\n

It was a bittersweet gesture: losing him was incredibly hard, but knowing he wanted to be part of my future in this way warmed my heart.\n

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\u201cYour dad was a good man, Natasha,\u201d Emmet said softly, squeezing my hand. \u201cHe\u2019d be so happy to see us get married.\u201d\n

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Three weeks ago, we excitedly announced our engagement to Emmet\u2019s family. Adam, Emmet\u2019s brother, and his fianc\u00e9e Nancy seemed thrilled, or so I thought.\n

But then, a week later, and out of the blue, Adam announced they would get married in just two weeks. The news took everyone by surprise.\n

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\u201cDid you know about this?\u201d I asked Emmet, confused.\n

He shook his head. \u201cNot a clue. They haven\u2019t mentioned any plans.\u201d\n

I couldn\u2019t help but wonder how they were managing this sudden wedding, given that they had recently asked me for a loan.\n

Two weeks later, we found ourselves at the most expensive restaurant in the city, celebrating Adam and Nancy\u2019s whirlwind wedding with about 20 other guests.\n

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The place was beyond stunning, with crystal chandeliers casting a warm glow over the room, soft music playing in the background, and a view of the skyline that took my breath away.\n

\u201cCan you believe this place?\u201d Emmet whispered to me, his eyes wide with amazement.\n

I nodded, still trying to wrap my head around it. \u201cIt\u2019s beautiful. But\u2026 how are they affording this?\u201d\n

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The interior of an elegant restaurant with golden ornaments and crystal chandeliers | Source: Pexels\n\n

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Dinner was extravagant. Plates of lobster, filet mignon, and endless bottles of champagne adorned the table. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, but I noticed Emmet eyeing the price of each dish with concern.\n

\u201cEmmet,\u201d I murmured, leaning closer, \u201cthere\u2019s no way they can afford this. They must have some kind of help.\u201d\n

He nodded, his jaw tight. \u201cI know. Let\u2019s just see how the evening plays out.\u201d\n

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Just as dessert was being served, Nancy turned to me with a wide, expectant smile.\n

\u201cNatasha,\u201d she began, her voice dripping with a sweetness that immediately put me on edge. \u201cYou\u2019ll pay for our dinner, right? It\u2019d be an amazing present.\u201d\n

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I blinked, trying to process her words. \u201cWhat do you mean? Emmet and I already gave you a wedding gift.\u201d\n

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Plate of dessert at the restaurant | Source: Freepik\n\n

\u201cOh, stop it,\u201d she said, waving her hand dismissively. \u201cYou got a huge inheritance, and it\u2019s so hard for you to pay for a $3,000+ dinner?\u201d\n

Her voice echoed through the room, and suddenly, all eyes were on us. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and anger. I glanced at Emmet, who looked equally stunned. Nancy had always been a bit entitled, but this was beyond belief.\n

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I took a deep breath, trying to keep my voice steady. \u201cTo stop this nonsense, Emmet and I will pay for ourselves. Next time, either go to a place you can afford or at least warn us about it.\u201d\n

The room fell silent. Nancy\u2019s face turned a deep shade of red, her eyes wide with shock and embarrassment. Meanwhile, Adam shifted uncomfortably in his seat, avoiding eye contact. I could feel the weight of everyone\u2019s gaze, the shock, and curiosity as they watched the scene unfold.\n

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Nancy opened her mouth to retort, but I held up a hand. \u201cNo, Nancy. This is not how you treat family, or anyone for that matter. We\u2019re happy to celebrate with you, but this is not our responsibility.\u201d\n

Emmet squeezed my hand under the table, a silent show of support. I could see the admiration in his eyes, proud that I stood my ground.\n

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As the dinner concluded, I discreetly spoke to the restaurant manager and arranged for Emmet and me to pay for our meals. I wanted to handle this as gracefully as possible, but I knew the fallout was inevitable.\n

As I rejoined the table, I saw the confusion on the faces of our guests when they realized they had to cover their own meals.\n

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Confused guests at the restaurant | Source: Midjourney\n\n

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Nancy, sensing the mounting tension, tried to salvage the situation. \u201cOh, it must be a misunderstanding. Natasha, are you sure you won\u2019t cover it? You know how tight things are for us.\u201d\n

I took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. \u201cI\u2019m absolutely sure, Nancy. Why did you even throw such a lavish dinner party when you knew you couldn\u2019t afford it?\u201d\n

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Natasha being firm on not paying the bill | Source: Midjourney\n\n

The room fell silent as the guests processed what was happening. Some were visibly annoyed, like Emmet\u2019s cousin Mike, who muttered under his breath, \u201cThis is ridiculous.\u201d Others simply refused to pay, walking out in a huff.\n

The manager, sensing the brewing storm, stepped in. \u201cLadies and gentlemen, if we could settle the bills promptly, that would be appreciated.\u201d\n

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A man is annoyed during a family dinner in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney\n\n

In the end, most guests grudgingly paid their share, but the damage was done. Our family began to see Adam and Nancy for who they truly were: entitled and exploitative. The couple\u2019s attempts to leverage my inheritance had backfired spectacularly.\n

Our wedding day arrived a few months later, and it was everything we dreamed of. Surrounded by loved ones who genuinely cared for us, we celebrated without the shadow of entitlement hanging over us.\n

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The ceremony was held in a beautiful garden, the sun casting a warm glow over the scene. Emmet looked dashing in his suit, and I felt like a princess in my lace gown.\n

As I walked down the aisle, my heart swelled with happiness. My mom, holding back tears, whispered, \u201cYour dad would be so proud.\u201d\n

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A bride holding flowers on her wedding day | Source: Midjourney\n\n

The ceremony was simple yet heartfelt. Our vows were filled with promises of love, support, and partnership. Emmet\u2019s voice shook with emotion as he said, \u201cNatasha, you are my heart, my soul, and my everything. I promise to stand by you, through good times and bad, for the rest of our lives.\u201d\n

Tears streamed down my face as I replied, \u201cEmmet, you\u2019ve been my rock, my best friend, and my love. I promise to cherish and support you, no matter what life throws our way.\u201d\n

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After the ceremony, we moved to the reception area, decorated with twinkling fairy lights and elegant floral arrangements. We had funded our wedding with part of the inheritance and our savings, making it a truly personal and cherished occasion.\n

Towards the end of the night, I found a quiet moment with Emmet. \u201cCan you believe we\u2019re married?\u201d I asked, resting my head on his shoulder.\n

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He kissed the top of my head. \u201cI can, and I wouldn\u2019t have it any other way.\u201d\n

As we looked around the room, I spotted Adam and Nancy standing off to the side, looking somewhat subdued. They hadn\u2019t caused any trouble since that night at the restaurant, and I hoped they had learned their lesson.\n

Nancy approached me tentatively. \u201cNatasha, I wanted to apologize again for the dinner incident. We were out of line.\u201d\n

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I nodded, appreciating her effort. \u201cThank you, Nancy. I hope we can all move forward from this.\u201d\n

As the night wound down, Emmet and I took a moment to soak it all in. We stood outside, under the stars, feeling the cool breeze against our skin.\n

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\u201cThis is perfect,\u201d Emmet said, wrapping his arms around me. \u201cJust perfect.\u201d\n

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I smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment. \u201cIt really is. Here\u2019s to our future, Emmet. Together, we can face anything.\u201d\n

And with that, we stepped into our new life, hand in hand, ready to face whatever came our way.\n

My Fianc\u00e9e Spent Our $10K on Her Wedding Dress without Warning\u2014I Made Sure She Learned Her Lesson with Our Honeymoon\n

You know how your wedding day\u2019s supposed to be the happiest day ever? Well, mine turned into a financial nightmare I\u2019ll never forget, thanks to my wife Elly\u2019s $10K shopping spree. Buckle up. You\u2019re about to hear how our entire budget became a single dress, and how I turned our honeymoon into a lesson Elly won\u2019t forget\u2026\n

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Let me give you some backstory. We had a small, rough budget for our wedding. Nothing fancy, just a modest event with about 30 guests, hosted on a family friend\u2019s property.\n

We were even making the decorations ourselves and ordering our wedding cake from Costco. The trade-off? A very expensive honeymoon. I trusted Elly to buy her wedding dress. She promised it wouldn\u2019t be expensive. But then, I found out she spent $10K on a dress. That was almost our entire budget. I was LIVID.\n

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A stunning wedding gown on display in a bridal boutique | Source: Midjourney\n\n

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\u201cElly, what were you thinking?\u201d I exploded when I found out. \u201cThat was our entire budget!\u201d\n

\u201cMark, you\u2019re being ridiculous,\u201d she said, examining her nails. \u201cIt\u2019s just a little splurge. Don\u2019t I deserve to look like a princess when I walk down the aisle?\u201d\n

My eyes narrowed. \u201cThat\u2019s rich, coming from someone who didn\u2019t lift a finger to save for this wedding,\u201d I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.\n

But Elly didn\u2019t show a grain of remorse. She was so cool about blowing up my hard-earned money on an expensive wedding gown she wasn\u2019t gonna wear again.\n

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You see, all my life, I\u2019ve watched my widowed Mom work tirelessly, saving every penny for my future. That\u2019s where I learned the value of hard-earned money, starting young with my piggy bank.\n

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And though I\u2019m in a well-paying job now, that doesn\u2019t mean money rains from the skies, right?\n

Just like me, Elly wasn\u2019t born into a wealthy family with a silver spoon in her mouth. And she needed to grasp the importance of spending wisely.\n

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And you know what? Her entitled attitude set my blood boiling. She acted as if our wedding was a spectacle for her to showcase herself, rather than a celebration of our commitment.\n

As the wedding day approached, I couldn\u2019t shake off my anger. But I had a plan brewing.\n

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The big day came and went. Despite the financial setback, we managed to pull off a decent ceremony. But I was far from over it.\n

After the wedding, we drove to the airport for our honeymoon in Miami. As we pulled up to the departures, I turned to Elly with a smile.\n

\u201cCheers for driving, babe. See you when I get back in a week!\u201d I said, slamming the trunk shut after grabbing my luggage.\n

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Elly\u2019s face scrunched up in confusion. \u201cWhen you get back? Mark, what\u2019s going on? We\u2019re going together, right?\u201d\n

I could see the panic setting in as realization dawned on her.\n

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\u201cRemember that budget we talked about?\u201d I said, my voice eerily calm. \u201cWell, after your little shopping spree, we had just enough left for one person to enjoy the sun in Miami. Guess who?\u201d\n

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Elly\u2019s eyes widened in disbelief. \u201cThis isn\u2019t funny, Mark,\u201d she hissed. \u201cMy dad will make your life hell if you pull this stunt.\u201d\n

My teeth ground together as I spoke. \u201cOh, now it\u2019s Daddy to the rescue? Where was he when you were shopping for that overpriced gown?\u201d\n

Elly\u2019s face contorted, her voice climbing octaves. \u201cThis is insane! You\u2019re leaving me behind? On our honeymoon?\u201d\n

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\u201cAnd you blowing our entire savings wasn\u2019t insane?\u201d I fired back, my patience gone. \u201cActions have consequences, Elly. Maybe this will teach you to think before you act.\u201d\n

I hefted my bag onto my shoulder. Elly tried to plead with me, but I was resolute. I waved her goodbye and walked into the airport.\n

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