The End

Why was this happening? Why was she here?

I looked at Martha with wide eyes, and a surge of fear and anxiety washed over me. I had been worried that she might try to crash our wedding, and now that fear seemed to be coming true. But then I turned to Clint, seeking reassurance and answers in his eyes.

He shot me a confident smile and whispered, “Don’t worry my love, I’ve got this under control.” His words eased some of the tension in my chest, and I knew I could trust him to handle the situation.

Without missing a beat, Clint pulled out his phone and made a call. My heart raced as I wondered what he was doing, but I knew he had a plan.

Within minutes, the atmosphere seemed to shift. Police officers appeared, surrounding the area discreetly. My eyes widened in surprise, my eyes darting from one patrol car to the other.

As Martha continued to stand there, looking stunned by the sudden turn of events, Clint stepped forward with a determine