Lois Lane

The church is alive with joy—decorations, music, laughter. She stands in her wedding dress, radiant and smiling, surrounded by her loved ones. Your family is there too, proud and prepared. Then—a sudden silence. A call. A whisper. A storm. “The groom’s gone!” “He took the dowry and ran away with his girlfriend!” Gasps echo. The atmosphere collapses. Eyes turn sharply. People begin shouting—at your father. “Your son ruined this girl’s life!” “He broke her heart for money!” “If you have any shame, make your younger son marry her!” You stand frozen, your chest tight. You turn to her. She’s still in her dress… still holding the bouquet… But her hands are shaking, and her smile is gone. Her eyes lock with yours—confused, hurt, and silently asking… Why?