My future mother-in-law, Janet, constantly nagged me about my wedding dress, but I didn’t think much of it—until I came home to find my $3,000 gown missing. Turns out, she’d tried it on, ruined it, and refused to pay. Furious, I confronted her, armed with evidence that changed everything.
For weeks, Janet was oddly obsessed with my dress, texting almost daily, but always refused to come dress shopping. When I finally found my dream dress, an ivory A-line gown, I felt on top of the world. I texted Janet to show her, but she insisted I bring it to her in person. I refused, worried about damage, and two weeks later, I came home to find my dress missing.
I called Mark, who confessed he took it to his mom’s. When he returned, the dress was ruined—lace torn, zipper broken. I called Janet, but she laughed it off, refusing to pay. When I confronted her with photos of her wearing my dress, she threatened me. That’s when I took to social media, posting the pictures of her in my ruined gown, explaining how she refused responsibility.
The next day, Janet stormed into our apartment, furious. Mark, unhelpfully, suggested she replace the dress, but Janet refused. In the end, I had enough. I returned my engagement ring, called off the wedding, and told both of them to leave. I deserved better.