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On the morning of your protagonist's wedding day, they discover something surprising about their partner.
Be creative with this discovery, and how your character handles it. What emotions do they experience, and how will you convey this to your readers?
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The trail of blood was a dead giveaway to what I was going to find in the storage closet. I sighed, trying not to cry, wanting this day to be perfect. Our wedding day, and the morning was gorgeous. I hadn’t been outside yet, but could see through the drapes that the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. I drew the drapes shut tightly.
Matthew was sleeping at his best man’s house, as wa...
“Eek!” I exclaimed, dashing into the bathroom and peeking through the thin opening. “It’s bad luck to see the bride on her wedding day! Why are you here?” And more importantly, where were my mother and my bridesmaids? They were supposed to have gotten here a half hour ago.
“Ella, I have something important to tell you. I was going to wait until we were on our honeymoon, but I just can’t.” ...
Mia’s hair was the first sight that I could call absolutely breathtaking. The luscious curls that could shine on the gloomiest days. She has so much light emanating from every inch of her body and soul.
I walk into the hallway leading to her door. Today’s our wedding. The union of our souls, our very existence. The frivolous extras of cake and partying means nothing to me. I am happy to do so...
Shaina stared at the text from an unknown number. She wasn’t sure if she could believe her eyes. She wasn’t sure she was comprehending the words.
“Greyson has been cheating on you. With me. I’m pregnant. I’m sorry.”
Her maid of honor, Gwen, walked into the bridal suite and saw Shaina’s pained look.
“What? What is it?” She set down their coffee and donuts and rushed to Shaina’s side.
Shaina sim...
Claire always knew there was something off about Augustus; it was part of why she was so drawn to him. Being an heiress, people would always be showing their hands to her. There was no mystery in her life since she could remember. People would find out who she was and tell them every little thing about themselves in hopes of getting her money.
Sure, some people went about this more cleverly than ...
“Hurry chica I can’t believe you forget the veil,” Bianca said.
“Shut up and help me look,” Marla hissed.
The sisters hurried around the apartment’s living room looking in increasingly unlikely places. Marla tripped over her sister’s feet crushing Bianca’s pinkie toe.
“I’m checking the bedroom,” Marla said as Bianca erupted into a volley of imaginative curses.
In the en suite bathroom ther...
One week after meeting, we decided quickly and quietly to unite. To marry at dawn beside the sea. The cove selected and the officiant hired.
We spent the night apart to be a bit traditional but I could sense there was something very untraditional to come.
At 5am I round the corner of the cove and hear ‘onaona i ka hala’ and my heart melts. I am so deeply in love. Moved by the presence of this hu...
“He’s got a kid.”
I choke on the coffee I’m sipping, “What?”
“I said: he’s got a kid,” my bridesmaid and best friend, Kristina says quietly.
“He doesn’t, why would you say that?”
“Baby,” the hairdresser- another one of my friends- says between gritted teeth, “he’s got a little boy. About two years old.”
“That isn’t funny,” I jerk around to face Shy, the hairdresser. “Me and him were together dur...
I stared at my beautiful bride to be. We were just seconds away from making things official.
“Does any one object to this union? Speak now or forever hold your peace!” the officiant announced.
I knew no one would object. Our friends were excited for us. This wedding had been in the making for quite some time now and I was ready to settle down with the woman of my dreams.
Just as the officiant...
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