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The bride's secret The bride's secret
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The bride's secret

The bride, adorned in a pristine white wedding dress and a light-blue garter belt, sat atop a towering black stallion. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the countryside, she leaned forward, her voice trembling with determination. 'I've made my choice,' she declared, her eyes gleaming with resolve. The crowd murmured, their whispers like a storm in the quiet evening. Unbeknownst to her husband, who stood politely at the alter, she had already devised a plan to humiliate him. She adjusted her dress, ensuring every detail was perfect, then nodded to the rider. With a swift motion, he guided her toward the edge of the forest, where the shadows promised secrecy. The night air cooled around her as she dismounted, her movements deliberate and calculated. Her husband would never know what had transpired that evening, but she would ensure his humiliation knew no bounds.