Wedding Letters To The Bride Novels & Stories

“To Eden and his bride! May your marriage be filled with love, laughter, and forever happiness!” I lifted my glass as well and drank it in one go with a smile. After that night, Eden became unusually attentive, staying by my side almost every second. Meanwhile, I arranged for a car to pick me up on the wedding day. Everything was ready. Now all that was left was waiting for the show to begin. The night before the wedding, Eden sent me a goodnight text. [Summer, tomorrow you’ll be the most beautiful bride. I’ve waited so long for this day.]

It was a tradition that the groom should not see the bride before the wedding. I wrapped the towel around my body as I stepped out of the shower. When I went back to my bedroom, my phone buzzed. 'I miss you. It was our last night spending without each other. I never let you stay away from me for a second. I am counting the seconds until I will see you in your wedding gown. Love you. Your handsome husband-to-be.' I smiled, amused as I read his message. 'I miss you too, my arrogant husband-to-be. I can't wait to see you too. I love you too. See you at the altar.'

Without saying a word, Eli lowered his gaze and typed, "The wedding invitation will be sent to you tomorrow." It was meant for that young woman. She responded with a smiling emoji. I reached for my diary again and began writing. "2 Days Until the Wedding" "We'll grow old together, won't we?"

"Honestly, it's probably lingering effects from those ten years, but every time I see you, I feel pretty uncomfortable." Before Damian could react, I slipped into the bustling crowd and headed home. Someone was waiting for me there. On my wedding day, I received a greeting card. The handwriting was elegant and strong. "Congratulations on your wedding. I wish you happiness." The signature at the bottom was erased and rewritten, finally leaving only a faint shadow. Just like those ten years with that person. Lily called from outside the door. "What are you looking at? The bride needs to make her entrance!"

My father got up to answer it, while I sipped the tea in my hands. A few moments later, he returned with a letter, sealed neatly in a cream colored envelope. On the back was a blue wax seal, ornamented with gold gilding. “It’s for you,” he says, handing it to me. I raised an eyebrow, and took it. The seal peeled away easily, and inside was a small notecard scrawled over with surprisingly neat handwriting. How about we officially announce our wedding date for the first of next month? Love, Caleb

I shove the wrapping aside and pick it up with both hands, the card heavy, expensive, and tacky. My mouth moves before I even think. I read it out loud, my voice shaking: Vivienne & Harry Smith. We are delighted to invite you to our wedding, to be celebrated on New Year’s Eve at the distinguished Valemont Estate. It will be an evening of champagne, fireworks, and new beginnings. Black tie attire requested. Some unions are simply meant to be. With joy, Vivienne & Harry. The words hit like knives, and my fingers grip the card so tight it bends.

Later, when Gurdeep was alone in his room, he started reading the letter. [Rajeev here, greetings. I'd want to begin by apologizing. The announcement should have been made orally, but because of my present schedule, I can only convey it to you in writing. But if you'll excuse me, I'm sorry. To inform you of my impending nuptials, I'm writing to you. You'll be astounded when you first see the bride. I won't attempt to keep this information a secret from you. Please attend the wedding with the family if you would want to learn more. Your email has already been delivered by me.] Gurdeep exhaled deeply after finishing the letter.

Diana said as she brought her face next to mine so that we could both read at the same time. When I read the letter, it was undoubtedly from Desmond. The undertone of getting whatever he wanted when he wanted it was quite evident and clear. He mentioned congratulating Bradon and I officially for our upcoming wedding. Since we used to be engaged, he only thought that it was right that he send me away in the place of my father and the he preside like the overall royal host of the entire ceremony. "What on earth is he thinking?" I said, without hiding my astonishment.

His expression darkened, and his breath caught as he read the elegant script. He read the words aloud, his voice trembling with restrained anger. Subject: You're Invited: A New Chapter Dear lovely Harry, It feels strange to write this, but I wanted to invite you to a special day in my life. After everything we've been through, I couldn't imagine moving forward without extending this gesture. I’m getting married to someone I care deeply about, and though our paths have parted ways, I’ll always hold on to the memories we shared. I hope you can join us in celebrating love, growth, and new beginnings.

Unfortunately for Travis, I had no desire to open the wedding invitation. "Aren't you going to take a look?" Travis asked in disbelief. I shook my head while wearing an indifferent expression. Earlier, right after I finished eating dinner, I noticed that Victoria had posted a new update on her social media account. She had posted a photo of the new wedding invitation. The groom's name was Travis Somerson. Meanwhile, she intentionally censored the bride's name. Only the last name "Somerson" was vaguely visible while the first name was blurred out.