Anya had always wanted her mom to find love again—but not with Arthur.
He moved in, acted like she didn’t exist, and flirted openly on the phone with another woman. Anya overheard everything—and it made her sick. Her mom, blinded by love, saw nothing.
Desperate, Anya ran to her best friend, Petya. Together, they made a bold plan.
At the wedding, dressed in white and surrounded by guests, her mother smiled—completely unaware. Then Anya took the mic.
“Mom, I love you. I just want you to be happy.”
A video played on the big screen: Arthur kissing another woman—the same woman now seated among the guests.
The room fell silent. Arthur ducked under the table. Her mom looked crushed.
Anya ran.
By the river, Petya held her as she cried. “Did I ruin everything?” she asked.
Then her mother appeared, tearful but calm. “No, sweetheart. You saved me.”
The three of them sat quietly in the moonlight. Then Alla smiled.
“Tomorrow, we throw a real party. Just us, and the people who actually love each other.”