Inside the cake was an edible photograph.
Stephanie.
And the man she’d been cheating with.
Both smiling inside a giant red heart.
Below the picture were the words:
“Congratulations! It’s a perfect match!”
The room went dead silent.
Then I switched the projector one last time.
The same image filled the massive screen behind us.
Stephanie broke down completely.
Tears streamed down her face.
Her shoulders shook.
But I felt nothing anymore.
I lifted the microphone one final time.
“The wedding is canceled.”
Several guests started crying — especially those who truly believed we were going to spend our lives together.
“Nick, please…” Stephanie sobbed.
“You can keep the engagement ring,” I replied calmly. “Looks like you and your boyfriend could use the money.”
No one said a word.
I set the microphone down.
Looked around the room one last time.
“Enjoy the food, everyone,” I said. “I have some packing to do.”
Then I walked away.
