The garden shimmered in the warm glow of the setting sun, casting golden hues over Emily and Ryan’s wedding ceremony. Laughter floated through the air as guests clinked champagne glasses and admired the stunning flower-lined aisle where the couple was about to exchange vows.
Emily was a vision in her delicate lace gown, her smile outshining even the fading daylight. Ryan stood beside her, gaze locked onto hers, brimming with unwavering love. When the officiant pronounced them husband and wife, the crowd burst into heartfelt applause. It was a picture-perfect moment — almost too flawless.
With fingers intertwined, Emily and Ryan turned to walk back up the aisle. But just a few steps in, something shifted beneath Emily’s flowing dress, and the crowd suddenly fell silent.
At first, it seemed like nothing more than the fabric catching the breeze. But then it happened again — more pronounced, deliberate. Murmurs turned into audible gasps. Ryan’s expression shifted from joy to alarm as he glanced at Emily, a mix of disbelief and concern etched into his face.
A low wave of whispers spread among the guests.
What on earth was moving beneath the bride’s dress?
