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 💍Iman told the Amber shocking truth about him and DELICIA Wedding Plan 😱

💍 “THE SHOCKING TRUTH” — A Dramatic Fictional Conversation

Setting: A cozy café, rain tapping against the windows. Iman has just asked Amber to meet him. Amber arrives, confused but curious…

Iman:

Amber… thanks for coming. There’s something I need to tell you before you hear it from anyone else.

Amber:

You texted me “It’s about Delicia” with a bunch of fire emojis. What exactly am I walking into?

Iman:

(Sighs deeply)

It’s about the wedding. Mine and Delicia’s.

Amber:

Wait—your wedding?

Iman, you told me last month you two were “taking a break.” What happened?

Iman:

Yeah… about that break. Turns out it wasn’t a break. It was… uh… a secret planning phase.

Amber:

A WHAT?

You mean Delicia convinced you to plan the wedding in secret?

Iman:

Not convinced. More like… ambushed.

She showed up with a binder the size of a suitcase and said, “Pick your tux or perish.”

Amber:

(Chokes on her latte)

Oh my god—DELUXE-PLANNER DELICIA IS BACK.

Iman:

It gets worse.

She already booked the venue.

Amber:

Okay, that’s normal—

Iman:

For next week.

Amber:

…

NEXT. WEEK.

Iman:

Yes. She said, “Why wait? Destiny doesn’t do delays.”

Also she ordered 500 custom napkins with our faces on them. Cartoon versions. Big heads. Very big.

Amber:

(Laughs uncontrollably)

That’s horrifying. Adorable, but horrifying.

Iman:

Amber… I haven’t even told my family yet.

Amber:

Oh you’re done for.

Your mom’s going to chase you with a slipper for not telling her first.

Iman:

And that’s not even the shocking part.

Amber:

(Immediately nervous)

Iman… WHAT shocking part?

Iman:

Delicia wants you to be the one to walk me down the aisle.

Amber:

EXCUSE ME?

Why me?!

Iman:

She said — and I quote —

“Amber is the only one who can keep him from running away.”

Amber:

(Silent for a moment)

…Okay, she’s not wrong.

Iman:

So? Will you do it?

Amber:

(Immensely dramatic sigh)

Fine. But I’m wearing sunglasses and an attitude.

Iman:

That’s literally your default setting.

Amber:

True.

But listen—

Despite the chaos… are you happy?

Iman:

(Smiles softly)

Yeah. Terrified. Overwhelmed. But happy.

Delicia is… Delicia. And I love her.

Amber:

Then it’s settled.

We’re surviving this wedding… together.

Iman:

Deal.

But please help me tell my mother. I beg you.

Amber:

No promises.

💍 THE END — “The Moment of Truth”

The wedding day arrives. Soft music plays, guests whisper, and the air is filled with nervous excitement. Amber stands beside Iman at the entrance of the aisle, linking her arm with his.

Amber:

Ready?

Iman:

No. Absolutely not. But also… yes.

Amber:

Good. Let’s do this before Delicia storms out here and drags you in herself.

The doors open. Everyone rises. Delicia stands at the altar, stunning, emotional, and—surprisingly—not holding a wedding planning binder.

Delicia:

(Impatiently whispering from the front)

IMAN! WALK FASTER BEFORE I START CRYING!

Iman:

(To Amber whispering)

That’s the sweetest threat I’ve ever heard.

They walk down the aisle. Amber releases him halfway, giving him a small shove.

Amber:

Go. Before you faint.

Iman steps up beside Delicia. They take each other’s hands, both trembling.

Delicia:

You okay?

Iman:

I’m terrified… but if it ends with you, I’ll sprint through the fear.

Delicia:

(Soft laugh)

Good. Because we’re in this forever.

The officiant begins. The crowd quiets. The vows are spoken—simple, imperfect, but real.

Iman:

Delicia, you are chaos and comfort at the same time. And somehow… that’s exactly what I needed.

Delicia:

Iman, you drive me crazy, you’re late to everything, and you lose your wallet twice a week.

But every version of my future has you in it.

Amber wipes a tear dramatically.

Officiant:

By the power vested in me…

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Iman pulls Delicia close and kisses her as the guests erupt in cheers.

Amber shouts from the front row:

Amber:

IF YOU DON’T NAME YOUR FIRST CHILD AFTER ME, I’M SUING!

Everyone laughs. The tension melts. The wedding becomes a celebration—messy, loud, joyful, perfectly them.

🌟 FINAL SCENE

Later that night, Iman and Delicia sneak outside under the string lights. He holds her hand tightly.

Iman:

So… we did it.

Delicia:

We did.

And now?

Now the real adventure starts.

They walk back toward the reception, ready for whatever comes next—together.

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