What Happens If You Object At A Wedding Novels & Stories

The priest raises his hands, “If there is any reason these vows should not proceed, let it be spoken now.” The words reverberates deep inside me, replaying in my head multiple times than necessary. Everyone starts looking back, to the side, to the left, whispering and wondering if anyone would speak up. Such words have never ended well, especially in weddings. Minutes pass by and no one raises an objection. “Very well then,” the priest mutters. “We must proceed…” “WAIT!” A voice shouts from behind. Everyone turns, gasps of awe filling the cathedral while trying to see who the intruder of the ceremony is.

Everything was perfect. Until the priest asked the question. “If there is anyone here who objects to this union, speak now or forever hold your peace.” And then a voice from the back. Clear. Loud. Icy. “I object.” The room turned. My chest locked. Every cell in my body stopped moving. The doors swung open. She walked in like she owned the building. A silk gown. Designer heels. Hair that had no business being that flawless at a wedding she wasn’t invited to. Vanessa.

But my superiors at work had warned me repeatedly to control my temper—to show restraint and avoid physical confrontation whenever possible. I forced a deep breath and spoke coolly. "Whatever your relationship with Yves is, the wedding is mine to plan. Please leave." Nina ignored me and instead barked orders at the crew. "Yes, put the dead rat here. That'll set the mood. The curse will then take effect." The church looked like a scene from a nightmare; my anger flared. Walking away seemed tempting, but if I canceled the wedding outright, I would lose face—and my parents would tear me apart. For their sake, I kept my temper and softened my voice.

Reina had taken her seat beside Richard, who squeezed her hands reassuringly, and I knew they were possibly reminiscing about their wedding. A vow renewal was coming soon, so had Reina told me shortly after I had told her I was getting married. “ Standing before me, are the couple, Nina and Brian, before we join them in holy matrimony, is there anyone who objects?” “ I should have told them to scrap that part out” Brian gave a mocking gaze to which I tapped on his arms playfully. The priest swept a glance through. “ Since there is none…we now…” “ I object,” a voice uttered that quaked everything in me. I flickered my gaze to the voice and I had never wanted to puke like I was tempted to.

Reina had taken her seat beside Richard, who squeezed her hands reassuringly, and I knew they were possibly reminiscing about their wedding. A vow renewal was coming soon, so had Reina told me shortly after I had told her I was getting married. “ Standing before me, are the couple, Nina and Brian, before we join them in holy matrimony, is there anyone who objects?” “ I should have told them to scrap that part out” Brian gave a mocking gaze to which I tapped on his arms playfully. The priest swept a glance through. “ Since there is none…we now…” “ I object,” a voice uttered that quaked everything in me. I flickered my gaze to the voice and I had never wanted to puke like I was tempted to.

" No, babies. I'll bring your dad to you, just you wait. " ~~ Stomping into the church the wedding is held, it was jam-packed with people - the people invited and medias people so I easily blended with the crowd. " If there's anyone here against the joining of this two individuals in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace. " The poor priest's voice was loud enough due to the microphone aiding him. " I object. " My voice came out louder than I expected gaining everyone's attention. When I said I would do anything for my boys, I meant it.

"We're gathered here this day to witness the union of Fredrick Vaughn Carrillo and Nicole Emerald Odion. Now, if anyone has an objection as to why these two should not wed, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." As soon as he said that, half of wedding guests turned to look at me. Even Harriet and Bianca were no exception. Kevin moved closer to where I stood and whispered, "Um, this is the part where you say I object." I shot a death glare at him and he went back to where he was standing.

I heard a scoff and I glanced down to see Ruth glaring daggers at Nikolai and I. “Do you, Sarah DeVille……” the Official asked me. I squeezed the bouquet of flowers tightly in my hand as I released a breath. I had the unexplainable urge to just run away and give up but I had to remind myself why I was doing this. "I do,” I answered. "If any of you have an objection on why these two shouldn't get married talk now or forever hold your peace,” the official said to the crowd. The guests waited with bated breathe and I knew they were just waiting for one of the unwanted guests to object but they just stayed seated.

Shawn said, his voice strong and sure, and I felt tears prick my eyes as the officiant smiled. “Then, by the power vested in me, I—” He paused, as was customary, and asked, “If anyone objects to this union, speak now or forever hold your peace.” My stomach tightened, a flicker of fear cutting through the joy. Marcus was here, sitting in the crowd with Celeste, and for a split second, I worried he might stand up, might try to ruin this moment. He’d been my husband once, and his obsession after our divorce had haunted me for years.

The audience cheered on with applause. "Now the vows have been taken and I want to ask this question to the audience. If you are in any way against this marriage, speak up now or forever hold your peace"The priest stood and waited for any reaction but the audience was smiling faces and no one was used up. "Since there is no one I can now remind anyone that would love to put asunder should forever hold its peace. So I hereby declare these two husband and……" "I object".