During a lull between the ceremony and reception, the photographer suggested we take a few quiet photos beside it.

Dylan held my hand, leaned close, and whispered, “You trust me, right?”

I smiled. “Of course. No surprises, remember?”

He nodded, and we moved into a romantic pose—a classic dip shot where the groom leans the bride back. But then… he let go.

Deliberately.

I plunged into the water, my dress ballooning, makeup smearing, the chill hitting like a slap.\

When I surfaced, coughing and dripping, I looked up to see Dylan laughing and high-fiving his friends. “That’s going to go viral!” he shouted.