My Mother-in-Law’s Tattoo Trick Backfired at My Wedding

I thought a little tattoo would make my wedding unforgettable. My future mother-in-law, Janet, swore it would captivate her son, Eric. But when Eric saw it, he froze and left me at the altar, stunned and alone.

Luck wasn’t my thing. But when Eric proposed under the stars at our favorite park, holding a sparkling ring, I felt like the universe was finally on my side.

“Marry me, Miss Always-Steals-My-Popcorn?” he said with a grin. “Yes!” I said, laughing through happy tears.

We dove into wedding planning, giggling over menu choices and arguing about music, our love lighting up every moment.

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Then Eric’s ex, Nicole, showed up. “I gave her a job,” Eric said one night, looking uneasy. “She’s in a bad place.”

“Your ex?” I asked, my chest tightening. “It’s nothing, Lisa,” he said. “I just couldn’t leave her stranded.”

I tried to stay calm, but Nicole was always there—dropping off snacks, sharing old jokes, staying late with Eric.

My texts, “When are you home?” got replies like, “Nicole and I are working late. Go to bed.”

I planned the wedding alone, picking my dress with my cousin and flowers with my aunt while Eric was with Nicole.

“Should I cancel it?” I asked my cousin one evening. “No way,” she said. “You’re his bride, not Nicole. Chill.”

I wanted to believe her, but doubt crept in. Then Janet called. “Big news!” she said. “I’m throwing you a bachelorette bash!”

“I wasn’t going to have one,” I said, unsure. “You need this!” she said. “Dancing, drinks—let’s celebrate!” She hung up fast.

Her enthusiasm felt off, like she was planning something I wouldn’t like. I pushed the thought aside.

The party was wild—a tropical rooftop bar with loud music and colorful drinks. Janet hugged me tight. “Here’s our star!”

“This is a lot,” I said, noticing some friends looked as surprised as me. “You need fun!” Janet said, beaming.

I wasn’t convinced. Eric had skipped his bachelor party, working with Nicole again. My texts to him went unanswered.

Janet saw my frown and gave me a drink. “Worried about Eric and Nicole?” she asked. I nodded. “He’s been so distant.”

“Nicole’s bold, but Eric’s marrying you,” Janet said. “Men need a spark, though. Something unexpected.”

“What do you mean?” I asked. She pointed to a tattoo station. “A tattoo!” she said. “It’ll drive him wild.”

She handed me a design—a white rose, delicate and familiar. “Put it behind your ear,” she said. “He’ll love it.”

“I’ve never wanted one,” I said, hesitant. “Be daring,” Janet urged. “Keep him intrigued.” Her words hit home.

Maybe this was the thrill we needed. I sat for the tattoo, wincing as the needle drew the rose on my neck.

Janet cheered. “You look unstoppable, Lisa!” I hoped Eric would think so, but I felt uneasy.

The wedding was a dream—soft lights, blooming flowers, my dress perfect. I walked down the aisle, heart soaring.

Eric grinned, his tie a bit off, just how I liked it. “You’re gorgeous,” he whispered as I joined him.

The officiant spoke of love and commitment, but I was lost in Eric’s smile. Then I tucked my hair behind my ear.

Eric’s face changed. His eyes fixed on my neck, shocked. “Lisa, what’s that?” he asked, voice cold.

“A tattoo,” I said, confused. “A white rose. I thought you’d like it.” He stepped back, face pale.

“Is this a prank?” he said, voice rising. “What’s wrong with you?” Guests whispered as my heart sank.

“Eric, it’s just a tattoo,” I said, shaking. “I can’t believe this,” he said, turning and leaving me alone.

I stood there, crushed, as murmurs grew. Then I saw Janet and Nicole watching, smug and pleased.

Nicole flipped her hair, showing the same white rose tattoo. My stomach dropped. I stormed toward them.

“What did you do?” I demanded, glaring at Janet. “Not here, dear,” she said, grabbing my arm. I shook her off.

“You tricked me,” I said. Nicole smirked. “Jason knew my tattoo. Guess you didn’t.” I froze. “Why did he know it?”

Janet sighed. “It was special to them—a child they lost.” I gasped. “Lost child?” Nicole laughed. “No child. Just a lie.”

“You lied to him?” I said, sickened. “And made me copy it?” Janet nodded. “You’re too boring for Eric.”

“You used me,” I said, reeling. Nicole grinned. “Now he’ll always remember you.” I felt betrayed, broken.

“You’re horrible,” I said, turning away. Then Eric called, “Lisa.” He stood there, eyes on Janet and Nicole.

“I heard it all,” he said. “I came back because something felt wrong. You lied about a child, Nicole. And Mom, you hurt Lisa.”

He looked at me, soft. “You didn’t know. You were trying to surprise me. I love you.” I cried, “I thought I lost you.”

“You saved me,” he said, taking my hand. Janet spoke, shaky. “Lisa, I was wrong. I’m sorry.” No one cared.

Eric led me back to the altar. Guests watched, amazed, as we said our vows, stronger than ever, ready for our future.

 

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