Months before the wedding, my fiancé laughed at a video of a groom dropping his bride into a pool.
I warned him, “If you ever do that to me, I’ll walk.”
He swore he wouldn’t.
The ceremony was perfect. During the photos by the pool, he smiled and said, “You trust me, right?”
I said, “Sure.”
Then, he held me for the dip shot—and he let go.
I fell in. Dress ruined. Makeup gone.
I surfaced to find him laughing and high-fiving his friends. “It’ll go viral!” he cheered.
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