The Wedding Was an Hour Late, So I Demanded a New Bride

On our wedding day, the bride and the groomsman were both an hour late. What I got wasn't an apology or an explanation. It was the bride walking up to the stage with her arm looped intimately through the groomsman's, telling me as if nothing was wrong. "We can start the wedding now." My groomsman, who was also the bride's junior schoolmate, looked at me with mockery in his eyes, yet what came out of his mouth was—