Bridezilla Destroyed My Backyard — So I Gave Her the Ultimate “Wedding Gift”
Kara had always been spoiled, but when her wedding venue flooded days before the ceremony, her family turned to me. My backyard — my sanctuary — became their “perfect solution.” Against my better judgment, I agreed, but with one firm condition: nothing in my yard could be altered.
Two days later, I returned home to devastation. My hand-built trellis was smashed, my picket fence ripped out, and the roses I had planted in memory of my late mother hacked apart for a wedding arch. Kara stood there, clipboard in hand, sipping iced coffee like she had just improved the space. My fiancé, Colin, only smirked and told me to “stop being dramatic.”
I stayed quiet, but I was already planning.
At the reception, I wheeled in a massive gift box. Inside wasn’t china or cash — it was certificates of payment: $500 for the flower beds, $800 for the fence, $1,200 for the roses. Then I revealed the truth — I had already filed in small claims court, and Kara was legally bound to pay.
Finally, I slipped off my engagement ring, handed it to Colin, and walked away.
