At My Wedding Reception, My Mother In Law Slipped Something In My Champagne – So I Switched Glasses…

I saw her hand hover over my champagne glass for exactly three seconds. Three seconds that changed everything. The crystal flute sat on the head table, waiting for the toast, waiting for me to lift it to my lips and drink whatever my new mother-in-law had just slipped inside.

The small white pill dissolved quickly, leaving barely a trace in the golden bubbles. Caroline didn’t know I was watching. She thought I was across the reception hall, laughing with my bridesmaids, lost in the joy of my wedding day. She thought she was alone. She thought she was safe.