I was devastated to see that my $1,000 wedding cake had been completely consumed by my mother-in-law, Linda, and her guests, leaving only crumbs in its wake. I began preparing my retaliation because I was determined to teach them a lesson.
“I’m not going to pay,” “Just like your taste in everything, it’s too expensive for something that tastes disgusting,” Linda scoffed. “Linda, how could you? “, I gasped out, seeing the remnants of my cake. I had that cake for my wedding. “It was just a cake,” she said, rolling her eyes and ignoring my cries. Furthermore, it wasn’t even all that good. Frustrated, I dialed my closest friend Sarah, who is an incredible baker. How come? How could she? Sarah cried out. “Emma, don’t worry; I’ll be over soon. We’ll address this. We poured our hearts into a fresh cake that we cooked together. We were exhausted, but we were done by morning. The cake was exquisite, brimming with tender affection. Prior to cutting the cake at the reception, I showed security footage of Linda and her companions consuming the original. I said, “I knew Linda didn’t like me, so I installed a camera.” Linda’s face flushed as the guests gasped. “You ruined a thousand-dollar cake and caused Emily so much stress,” Alex scolded Linda. There’s no humor in this. It’s inhumane! Finally, the caterers placed pieces of Styrofoam cake in front of Linda and her pals, along with a message that said, “For those with truly tasteless appetites.” Laughter broke out throughout the room. Despite Linda’s antics, the evening was filled with love and celebration, and our wedding day was wonderful.
