Have You Ever Tried to Break Up a Wedding?

I despised her. I grew evermore suspicious of how in love the rest of the family seemed to be with her. She was "perfect in every way", even with the most glaring faults, including flying into fits of uncontrollable rage, were brushed off with words of "the life she lived". The problem was; I knew firsthand the life she had lived. I knew her, or of her, for years before she snaked her way into my cousin's life and slinked her poisonous tentacles around his heart and other parts of his anatomy. Everything she had told everyone else in our family was false. She was a spoiled brat that thought the world should revolve around her, and she would lie, cheat and scheme to make sure that the world did just that.

They announced their engagement three months after the first date. My aunt busily got working on plans for a big church wedding, paying out of her own pocket because the bride's father refused to "pitch in and help at all...that poor girl", whereas the truth of the matter was she never even informed him of the wedding until it was a week away. When asked about this, she replied "Oh Angie, you know how he is, he would have ruined everything. I can't talk to him and I was scared what you would all think of me if I told you," followed by crocodile tears and Emmy winning dry sobs.

I sat in the back of the church, with a hanky dabbing my eyes as well. Years later I still have visions of grandeur, calling her out in front of everyone, unearthing her lies before God and man alike. That was five years ago and no one in the family has spoken to my cousin, or has seen his kids in three and a half years. She decided that our family was toxic, and she neatly sewed up any communication attempts. What if I would have tried to break up that wedding?