Groom Lifts Bride’s Veil at the Altar and Is Stunned to See Another Woman – Story of the Day

Matt couldn’t wait to marry Andrea, but he lifted her veil when it was time to kiss the bride and realized someone else had taken her place. With horror, he turned to the guests, who eagerly told him to kiss the wrong bride. It had all been planned.

While most people say men don’t look forward to their wedding, Matt knew they were wrong. His wedding to Andrea, the girl of his dreams, would be the best day of their lives. They met in college and began dating right away, planning their futures quickly.

She came from nothing, and Matt came from extreme privilege. However, she only cared about making a big family with him since she had no one. She was in the foster system and had no support at all. He had a big extended family but was an only child, so he also wanted several children.

It was perfect. The planning went great. His parents didn’t cause any drama, although he could tell his father wasn’t pleased. He had always hoped Matt would marry someone else, like someone from another influential family with politicians, celebrities, or old money.

His father always felt above others and told Matt to be the same. That’s why he went to a faraway college and tried to separate himself. He wasn’t some prince that needed to keep the line and marry a woman of status. That concept was ridiculous to him, and his father’s insistence was insane.

Fortunately, old age and their distance during college years softened him. He introduced Andrew to his father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. Calbert, and they maintained polite expressions.

When he told them about the engagement, they congratulated him coolly and wondered if they could help pay. Matt refused, as he and Andrea wanted to pay for everything themselves. His father seemed proud, so Matt plucked up the courage to ask him for a favor.

“Dad, Andrea has no family or any man she’s close to,” he began. “I was wondering if you would walk her down the aisle?”

“Oh,” Mr. Calbert breathed. “Of course, son. Of course!”

He seemed excited, and Matt relaxed. Finally, things were falling into place. Afterward, he and Andrea focused on their wedding and future, not knowing that some people had other plans.

The wedding march filled the air, and Matt’s heart was beating a mile a minute as his father walked with Andrea on his arm. She was beautiful, although her thick veil covered her face tightly. This moment was perfect.

Mr. Calbert gave Matt her hand without lifting her veil, but he thought nothing of it. He had seen some videos of the veil only being raised after the ceremony when Matt would get to kiss his bride. The priest began his speech, and they went through all the customs.

He frowned at the fact that Andrea’s ring was a little loose, although they had tried them before, and it had fit perfectly. She must have lost weight during this planning. Matt worried about that and hoped she would eat a ton during the reception.

“I declare you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride,” the priest finished, and Matt turned to his new wife with a face-splitting smile. He lifted her veil, ready to plant the biggest kiss in the world…his heart stopped.

It wasn’t Andrea. It was Sharon. The daughter of Mr. Calbert’s oldest friend, an oil tycoon. “What?” he choked.

“Kiss the bride, boy!” he heard. His head turned to the sound, and his expression became horrified as everyone in the crowd clapped and clamored for him to kiss her.

“THIS ISN’T ANDREA!” he bellowed, his face red.

“She’s your new wife! You just married her!” Mr. Calbert yelled, nodding eagerly.

“ARE YOU INSANE?” Matt looked at his groomsmen, his best friends, the only ones who were clapping as they realized it was someone else.

The bridesmaids were his cousins because Andrea didn’t have any female friends. Their awkward smiles told him the truth: this was all a plan.

“WHERE IS ANDREA?” he yelled, feeling like he was losing his mind.

“Who cares about her?” Sharon finally spoke up. “I’m your wife now! We just got married!”

She pointed at the priest, who had no idea what was happening.

Matt’s red face turned even darker. “YOU ARE NOT MY WIFE!”

Finally, he ran, taking his phone out and calling Andrea. A sound echoed in the side rooms of the church. He stormed into the room with his groomsmen following.

“Do you hear her phone?” he asked his friends desperately.

“Yeah, it’s here!” his best buddy, Peter, said, grabbing her purse. “This is her bag, right?”

“Andrea!” he called, and finally, her voice came.

“MATT!” she called, seemingly knocking on a door, but Matt didn’t understand.

“I think she’s behind that huge dresser!” another of his friends said. They all started pushing a big, vintage piece of furniture to uncover an opened door, and Andrea burst out into Matt’s arms. She wore a robe with makeup running down her face and no shoes.

“Baby!” she wailed. “They locked me in. Your cousins put me here!”

“What the hell?” Matt heard Peter say, taking off his jacket to cover her.

“Peter, is the car outside?” he asked, not releasing Andrea from his hold.

“I’m leaving,” Matt continued and pulled his fiancée outside. Other guests tried to intervene, but his friends stopped them. Matt got in the car that was supposed to take them to the reception and told the driver to go in circles around the city.

Andrea explained a bit more once she calmed down, and Matt listened. She didn’t understand anything except that she had gone to the bathroom and when she opened the door, the dress was in her way. It was too big and heavy for her to move.

When she finished and her tears had somewhat subsided, Matt told her what had happened outside. “Does that mean you’re married to her?” she asked, appalled.

He was sure it couldn’t be legal, but his hands went to his phone and called a lawyer. He was an old family friend, but Matt knew the man wouldn’t lie about something like this.

“No, Matt. There’s no way that’s legal. You got the marriage license with Andrea, right?”

“Then, all you did there was play pretend,” Mr. Bernstein cleared up. Matt hung up and stared out the window for a second.

“What are we going to do?” Andrea wondered.

“Do you still want to marry me?” he asked, knowing her answer might be no.

“Of course.”

Matt looked at the driver. “Sir, let’s go downtown. To the courthouse. Right now.”

They married only a few hours later, but only because the people at the courthouse were so shocked by his story that they expedited things. Peter and the other groomsmen brought the marriage license and a dress, so Andrea wouldn’t have to get married in a bridal robe.

Despite everything, Matt and Andrea still married that day, and a day later, they decided to quit their jobs and move across the country. He never spoke to his family again. He had a new, chosen family: his wife.

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