My MIL Demanded to Sit Between Me and Her Son at Our Wedding –

When I agreed to Patricia’s demand to sit between Ethan and me at our wedding reception, she thought she’d won. But this time, I wasn’t backing down. Marrying Ethan meant dealing with his overbearing mother, Patricia, who controlled everything from flowers to my dress, dismissing my choices and even my cooking. Her audacity peaked when she wore a white lace dress to the wedding, stealing the spotlight, and insisted on sitting with us at the head table.

I played along, smiling, but planned my move. During the cake cutting, I revealed a custom cake topper of Ethan and Patricia, not me, highlighting their bond. “You’re the real pair tonight,” I said, handing her the knife. The guests murmured, some giggled, as Patricia’s face flushed with embarrassment. I took the microphone, called out her claim of being the “most important woman” in Ethan’s life, and walked out with my bridesmaids, leaving them in the awkward spotlight. We laughed in the limo, toasting to freedom. I knew I’d soon file for annulment, done with fighting for attention on my own wedding day.