but proud of me for standing up for our relationship. And karma? She delivered. Lisa, unable to control her jealousy, threw a huge tantrum at the wedding—knocking over food, insulting the bride, and even smashing the cake. Guests fled, and the wedding turned into total chaos. Meanwhile, I was at home, enjoying a peaceful night with Emily. Mark, one of the groomsmen,
texted me a picture of Lisa being escorted out in handcuffs. “You dodged a bullet,” he said. I showed it to Emily. “So… do you think Jake still thinks uninviting me was the ‘simpler’ option?” I grinned. “Oh, I think he’s learned his lesson.”