Chelsea is all set to marry Rasmus, the man of her dreams. But when the wedding day arrives and no guests show up, Chelsea has to figure out who canceled her wedding and whether her groom is right for her or not.
I’ve always wanted that ‘Happily Ever After’ kind of romantic life. So, when I met Rasmus, I thought I had finally gotten it. But as my wedding day began to unravel, it seemed I had gotten the nightmare version instead.
Rasmus and I met at a bakery. It was a sweet little meet-cute situation — where I was convinced he was the perfect person for me. We exchanged numbers over rye bread.
“I’ll be seeing you around, Chelsea,” he said, holding onto a loaf of artisanal bread.
He called me just as he left the bakery, wanting us to have dinner that night.
Two short years later, we were waking up to our wedding day.
That morning, I showered early, eagerly awaiting my hair and makeup appointments. I remember sitting at the edge of the hotel bed, looking at my dress and holding my breath.
I couldn’t wait to marry Rasmus. I couldn’t wait to begin our lives together.
So, the day went on — my maid of honor, my sister Jess, was with me, and we continued to get ready.
“Where’s Mom?” Jess asked. “Shouldn’t she be getting dressed with us?”
“No, we decided it would be best for her and Dad to meet us at the venue. You know she doesn’t get along with Rasmus.”
Jess shook her head.
“You’d think that Mom would have sorted out her feelings by now.”
It was true, my parents loved me — but they just couldn’t see Rasmus and me together.
“There’s just something off about him,” my father would say. “But we respect your wishes to marry him.”
Closer to the time, Jess called for the hotel car, and we made our way to the wedding venue.
“Where is everyone?” Jess asked, echoing my thoughts.
It was an entire wedding venue with literally not a soul in sight. There was no welcome sign for the guests, no welcome drinks, no décor, no staff, and absolutely no guests.
Not even Rasmus.
“Get Brenda on the phone,” I said, talking about my wedding planner.
I was beginning to panic. I was all dressed and ready to go. It was supposed to be my special day.
“Brenda, where is everyone?” I asked when Jess handed me the phone.
“What do you mean?” Brenda’s calm voice came through the speaker.
“I’m at my wedding venue, and there’s nobody here!” I exclaimed, the panic evident in my voice.
“Chelsea, honey,” Brenda said. “The wedding was canceled. The directive came through your email address just three days ago.”
My heart almost stopped beating.
How could I have canceled my own wedding? I went through my emails, and sure enough, there it was.
Dear Brenda,
Due to unforeseen circumstances, the wedding is off. Please notify all the guests and the vendors.
But it made no sense. It was from my corporate account — an account that my family had access to because we all worked at the family business together.
My mind raced — did Mom and Dad? Could they really…? No, they couldn’t have.
They always said that it was my life and my choices. Even if they didn’t approve of Rasmus, they wouldn’t hurt me like this.
I needed to hear it from them.
But my parents were just as shocked as I was.
“We were on a flight, honey,” my father said. “I had a business meeting, and your mother tagged along with me. We had nothing to do with it. We did get the cancellation from Brenda and just wanted to give you your space.”
“I didn’t see any email,” Jess said. “But you know how bad I am at checking my mail.”
That’s when it hit me — the only other person who would have access to my email accounts, work and personal, was Rasmus.
The same man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the other end of the aisle.
I asked Jess to take me home, ready for answers. I needed to know what was happening and how it all unfolded without my knowledge.
I walked into our little apartment, and there he was. Rasmus, sitting on the couch eating a bowl of cereal. He had no intention of leaving the house because he was in his sweatpants, wearing glasses, and his hair was wavy.
His usual armor of being well-dressed, contacts in, and hair swept into his signature hairstyle was all missing.
“You canceled our wedding?” I asked before he could say anything.
Rasmus didn’t even try to hide it. He had canceled the wedding because, three days ago, he realized that as much as he loved me, he wasn’t ready for marriage.
So, he panicked.
“I didn’t have the courage to tell you,” he said. “I figured that you’d think the wedding was on, and then when the slip-up happened, you would want to investigate it. I thought it would take the heat off me.”
As I stood there, my wedding day in ruins around me, I realized that my parents were right. Rasmus wasn’t the person for me. And as much as it hurt, a part of me was relieved he did it.
So, here I am, looking at my wedding dress and wondering what to do with it.
What would you have done?
Camille, Grace Kelly’s granddaughter, is all grown up and a stunning reflection of the iconic Princess!
The name of the iconic actress and princess Grace Kelly continues to symbolize timeless beauty, even decades after her passing. Despite her Hollywood career spanning only about six years, Kelly left an indelible mark during the Golden Age of cinema.
Born on November 12, 1929, in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Kelly grew up in a family of achievers. Her father, John B. Kelly, was an Olympic gold medalist in rowing, and her uncle, George Kelly, was a Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright. George was her biggest supporter, encouraging her dream of becoming an actress and guiding her rise to stardom in Hollywood.
Kelly made her film debut in Fourteen Hours but achieved her breakthrough playing Gary Cooper’s Quaker wife in High Noon (1952). She went on to star in celebrated films alongside industry legends. Her performance in Mogambo with Clark Gable and Ava Gardner earned her a Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actress. She later won an Academy Award for Best Actress for her role in The Country Girl. Other notable films included the musical comedy High Society and three Alfred Hitchcock classics: Dial M for Murder, Rear Window, and To Catch a Thief opposite Cary Grant.
By the age of 26, Kelly was one of the highest-paid and most respected actresses in the world. However, her life took a dramatic turn when she met Prince Rainier III of Monaco at the Cannes Film Festival. The two married, and Kelly left her Hollywood career behind to become the Princess of Monaco.
Grace Kelly epitomized elegance and grace, both on-screen and in her royal life. She and Prince Rainier had three children: Princess Caroline, Prince Albert II, and Princess Stéphanie.
Tragically, her life was cut short at the age of 52 when she suffered a stroke while driving and lost control of her car. Although Kelly died in the accident, her daughter Stéphanie, who was also in the car, survived.
Kelly’s legacy lives on through her 11 grandchildren, many of whom have inherited her beauty and poise. Among them, Camille Gottlieb, the 20-year-old daughter of Princess Stéphanie, bears an uncanny resemblance to her famous grandmother. Camille’s blonde hair, blue eyes, and striking features have drawn comparisons to Kelly, and her resemblance has brought her considerable attention.
Camille shares glimpses of her life and family on Instagram, where she has over 70,000 followers. Despite not being eligible for the Monegasque throne—her parents were not married—Camille carries herself with the grace and charm of a true princess.
If Grace Kelly were alive today, she would undoubtedly be proud of the legacy she left behind, both in her family and in the hearts of millions who continue to admire her.
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