After six months of dating, Chris proposes to Beth. His enthusiastic family runs with the wedding planning — only to include unorthodox items on the program, causing Beth to leave her wedding.
For my 25th birthday this year, my boyfriend, Chris, whisked me off to Hawaii.
It was a fairytale because we had only been dating for six months, and I wasn’t expecting anything. But then, Chris proposed to me on the beach — I said yes, swept away by the enchantment of the moment, although I knew that six months of knowing someone was not enough before marrying them.
Little did I know that fairytale was about to unravel into more drama than I had signed up for.
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I wasn’t one of those girls who spent hours dreaming up their wedding. So when Chris’s family, fueled by their eagerness and involvement, took complete control over every detail of the wedding, even offering to foot the bill — I allowed it.
I’ll admit that there were moments when I felt sidelined, especially when I said that shades of blue for the color scheme weren’t my cup of tea.
But contributing to their enthusiasm was the better option than fighting with them.
Then, the big day arrived, and I was completely calm about everything — knowing that Chris’s Mom and sister had sorted everything out. I wasn’t close to my family, so other than my father, they didn’t play any big roles.
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“Beth,” his Mom, Leeanne, said, fixing my hair. “I want you to walk down the aisle with your eyes closed.”
“What? Why?” I exclaimed, already thinking about tripping over something while walking.
“I can barely walk properly in these heels with my eyes open,” I chuckled.
“It’s just tradition,” Leeanne said. “I did it, too. The whole thing is about seeing your husband first — the first thing out of the darkness.”
“He’s supposed to be the light,” Chris’s sister, Maggie, giggled.
The whole thing sounded strange. It wasn’t anything I had heard of before, but I also knew that people always came up with superstitions and stories.
“I wouldn’t have to wear a blindfold and mess up my make-up, right?” I asked.
“No, just close your eyes and hold onto your father’s hand tightly,” Leeanne said.
When I told my Dad what I needed to do, he laughed, thinking I was joking.
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It was absurd, of course. But my wedding only got worse from there.
At the altar, I opened my eyes, expecting the loving gaze of my fiancé, but I got way more than I bargained for.
Chris smiled at me, and after a second, another sight sent shockwaves through me — a woman in a white dress stood behind him.
I couldn’t tell whether he knew she was there from his expression. I wondered who she was, but the murmurs around me revealed her identity — Julia, Chris’s first wife.
“Chris, what’s happening?” I whispered, pointing to Julia. My voice was barely audible amidst the collective gasps.
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But before either Chris or I could process this bizarre twist in the ceremony, Leeanne walked down the aisle, holding onto a little boy’s hand. Every face turned to look toward them.
Then, Julia stepped forward and held her arms open for the boy, ready for him to walk in.
“This is Eli,” she said, looking at me. “He’s six years old, and he is autistic. He’s the best part of me, but he’s also part of Chris. Elizabeth, this is our son.”
“But he wouldn’t tell you that,” Maggie chimed in from next to me — she was one of my bridesmaids.
“Did you know about Eli?” Maggie asked.
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I shook my head. The air had become dense with emotion. The crowd’s eyes were on me, but my gaze was fixed on Chris, desperate for an explanation, an excuse, a denial, anything.
But there was none. Instead, he fingered his watch nervously, guilt undeniable on his face.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I demanded, my voice shaking.
“I didn’t know how,” he stammered, avoiding eye contact.
I turned to look at Eli, who was holding tightly onto Julia’s hand and looking around the room. I could clearly see Chris’s features all over his face.
“You let me believe that your divorce was admirable and that there were no ties to Julia,” I said. “But you abandoned your family. You abandoned your son.”
“He abandoned Eli when he found out that he was autistic,” Maggie said loudly.
My heart sank. How could I have almost married a man who was so thoughtless and cold? He left his son behind because of something that he was born with.
As the truth unfolded, I felt I was drowning in the weight of everything. Leeanne, upon discovering that Chris wanted to remarry, had orchestrated this dramatic revelation.
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“You’re too young, Elizabeth,” she said. “You’re too young to be caught up in his mess. He couldn’t care for Julia, so she cared for herself and Eli. Chris has disappointed me in many ways, but nothing will make up for the neglect of his own child.”
It turned out that my wedding was just a harsh, public lesson aimed at a man who had turned his back on his responsibilities.
I kicked off my heels, handed them to Maggie, and walked away from the altar — not as a bride but as a woman who had narrowly escaped a life bound to deceit.
The experience was painful — sure, it had only been six months of knowing Chris, but I knew what I had felt for him was real. That’s why it hurt so much when I found out the truth.
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In the aftermath, I took time to focus on myself. I decided I needed to travel and live life while still young. I needed more bad romances and horrible dates before figuring out who I wanted to be with.
I just knew one thing for sure — I didn’t want to be with someone like Chris. A man who lied about having a son — a son that was rendered invisible to him because he was autistic.
I’m just grateful that the only thing I had to pay for was my wedding dress — which had been returned three days after the so-called wedding.
Even now, when I think about the entire episode, I admit I’m not mad about it all. Leeanne did what she needed to do. And she did it to protect me and that sweet little boy.
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She Cared for Her Disabled Husband for Years – Then She Caught Him Playing Golf
Barbra worked hard every day to support her husband, Christopher, who had become disabled after a serious accident at work. But one day, she discovered something that would change everything. She saw him walking on two legs and playing golf with a friend. When she confronted him, he revealed a shocking truth about his so-called disability.
Barbra sighed as she settled into her seat on the bus, heading back home after spending a relaxing weekend with her friend near the beach in Destin, Florida. It had been a lovely break, but she was ready to return to her husband, Christopher, in Tallahassee. The journey home was only a few hours, and she planned to unwind and rest before getting back to her busy life.
“Excuse me, can we switch seats? I get a little motion sickness, and sitting by the window helps,” Barbra asked the girl next to her.
“Of course! I’m getting off soon anyway,” the girl replied with a smile. Barbra gratefully took the window seat, gazing out as the bus began its journey.
Barbra worked a lot. She had a regular corporate job, ran a small Etsy shop where she sold custom knitted items, and worked part-time at a coffee shop. She did all of this because Christopher was in a wheelchair and couldn’t contribute financially.
Two years ago, Christopher had suffered a serious accident at work when a box fell on his head. Unfortunately, he was in an area he wasn’t supposed to be, so the company wasn’t legally required to pay him much in compensation. They covered his hospital stay and bought him a wheelchair, but that was it.
He received some disability payments from the government, but they weren’t enough to maintain the lifestyle they had before the accident. Barbra, determined to keep their lives as normal as possible, took on multiple jobs to make up the difference, even paying for his physical therapy out of pocket.
Barbra didn’t mind working hard. She loved Christopher and knew he was struggling with what had happened. He seemed down a lot, except for the weekends when his friend Bruce would invite him over. Bruce had a big house, a game room, and always took Christopher to baseball games.
Bruce’s work schedule was busy, but when he had time, they spent entire weekends together. Barbra used those weekends to visit her friend in Destin and take a break herself. It wasn’t often, but it was a nice getaway. However, now it was time to return to her regular life.
She dozed off during the bus ride but woke up as they neared Tallahassee. Looking out the window, she saw they were passing near Bruce’s house, and her heart stopped when she noticed two men standing in the front yard. They were heading toward a car and pulling out a bag of golf clubs.
Barbra squinted. One of the men was Bruce, but the other was wearing an ugly Hawaiian shirt that only her husband, Christopher, loved to wear. She watched in shock as Christopher walked alongside Bruce, laughing and swinging a pretend golf shot. They both headed to the back of Bruce’s house, where he had a small golf course.
Barbra couldn’t believe what she was seeing. For two years, she had worked tirelessly while Christopher was supposedly unable to walk. Yet here he was, walking and playing golf. Her mind raced with questions. Was this a recent development? Did he plan to surprise her? She hoped that was the case.
When the bus reached her stop, she hurried off and drove home, her heart pounding. She tried to stay calm, convincing herself that Christopher would explain everything when he got back.
Later that evening, Christopher arrived home with Bruce. Barbra waited, expecting a big reveal, but nothing happened.
“Hey, honey! How was your trip?” Christopher asked, as Bruce wheeled him into the living room.
“It was great. How about you guys? What did you do all weekend?” Barbra asked, hoping to hear the truth.
“Oh, you know, same old stuff. We went to a baseball game and hung out,” Bruce said casually before leaving.
Barbra served Christopher dinner, still waiting for him to mention something about walking. “You know, Bruce has a golf course. You could’ve played,” she hinted.
“I still haven’t figured out how to play from a wheelchair,” Christopher replied between bites, acting as if everything was normal.
Barbra couldn’t take it anymore. She slammed her fork down. “Really? You haven’t figured out how to play in a wheelchair?” she snapped.
Christopher looked startled. “What? It’s hard to play golf in a wheelchair—”
“I SAW YOU! I saw you walking and playing golf at Bruce’s house! Christopher, tell me the truth right now!” she shouted, her voice shaking with anger.
Christopher froze, unable to deny it. “How?” he finally asked.
“My bus passed by Bruce’s house. I saw you! You’ve been lying to me. For how long?” Barbra demanded.
He sighed, defeated. “It’s been about a year and a half,” he admitted. “I just didn’t want to go back to work.”
Barbra’s jaw dropped. “Are you kidding me? A year and a half? I’ve been working my fingers to the bone, and you just didn’t want to work?”
Christopher tried to explain. “I needed a break. You were making enough money, and I liked how you took care of me. It’s been the best time of my life.”
“You’ve been lying to me for over a year,” Barbra repeated, shaking her head. “Where do you even go when I take you to physical therapy?”
“I lie to the therapist too,” Christopher confessed.
Barbra couldn’t believe it. “How long has Bruce known?” she asked.
“Since I started walking again,” he admitted.
Barbra stood up, unable to process everything. She grabbed her bag and left the house, going to stay with her mother. That night, she cried harder than she had in years, devastated by Christopher’s betrayal.
After a month at her mother’s house, Barbra filed for divorce. She cut all ties with Christopher, emptied their shared accounts, quit her jobs, and decided to travel the world. It was the best decision she ever made.
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