My Groom Defended His Toxic Bestie, His Mom Canceled Our Wedding

An hour before our wedding, my husband’s toxic childhood bestie drugged me with sleeping pills and shaved my head while I was knocked out.

When I woke up, she was clinging to Carter Brooks’s arm, wearing a smug, victorious grin.

"Oh, look, Lily. Where did all your hair go?"

"The wedding is about to start. You can't seriously walk down the aisle looking like a bald freak. Why don't I put on the dress and go in your place?"

I thought Carter would stand up for me. Instead, he just looked at her with fond indulgence.

"Chloe has always been a prankster, Lily. She didn't mean any harm."