During the wedding, my husband pushed me into a fountain with cold water and started laughing loudly — I couldn’t take it anymore and did this… 😢😢

It was the day I had dreamed of since childhood. Everything — down to the last napkin on the table — I had planned in advance. A snow-white dress, a radiant hairstyle, flawless makeup, a delicate bouquet in my hands — I felt like the heroine of my own fairytale. My husband and I had just exchanged rings, and the restaurant hall was filled with applause. The wedding was going perfectly.

In the courtyard of the restaurant, there was a small fountain — an interesting design choice. The water in it was clear and cold, gently trickling, adding a refined touch to the summer atmosphere. I even thought for a moment that it would make for beautiful photos in the background.

When it came time to cut the wedding cake, all the guests gathered around us with their phones. People shouted “Kiss!”, laughed, music played. I took the knife, my husband placed his hand over mine — and we began to cut the first slice. At that moment, he suddenly picked me up in his arms.

At first, I smiled, thinking he wanted to lift me up romantically. But within seconds, I realized — he wasn’t carrying me to the toast or the dance floor, but… to the fountain.

I didn’t even have time to scream. The next moment, my dress clung to my body, water filled my shoes, my hair dripped onto my face, and my makeup smeared. The water was icy, despite the summer heat. The guests froze. Some tried to hold back laughter, others gasped.

And he… he laughed. Loudly, wholeheartedly. He thought it was funny.

I didn’t. I was hurt and humiliated.

I had been preparing for this day for months. The dress had cost almost six months of my salary. The makeup, the hairstyle — everything was perfected. I wanted this day to be remembered as magical. And now I stood in freezing water, soaked, shaken, and shamed.

I stepped out of the fountain, trembling, soaked to the bone. Tears mixed with water droplets on my cheeks. My husband was still laughing, saying something to his friends like, “Well, that turned out great, right?”

But I wasn’t in the mood for jokes.

And then I couldn’t hold it in anymore and did something I don’t regret at all. I’m sharing my story here and hope for your support. 😢😢

I walked up to him slowly, looking straight into his amused eyes.

— Oh, you think that’s funny?

And I threw the remaining wedding cake at him. The guests gasped.

He went silent.

— Now that you’re humiliated just like me — we’re even.

— Thank you for showing your true colors on the very first day. Now I don’t need to waste my life figuring out who you really are.

The divorce will be tomorrow.