The bride cried out in pain, grabbed a bottle off the table, and raised her arm to hit the dog.
“Don’t touch my dog. You provoked him,” the groom said sharply.
“I stepped on his tail by accident!“ the bride screamed, her face twisted with rage.
“By accident?” the groom looked her dead in the eyes. “And the bottle — were you going to throw that by accident too?”
The bride tried to justify herself:
“I didn’t know what I was doing, my hand hurt. It was the shock.”
The groom knelt beside Roy, who was trembling with his ears pinned back.
“What shock?” he said coldly. “Do you always lash out at those weaker than you?”
The bride stood there, clutching her injured hand, speechless.
The groom stood up and said calmly:
“There’s not going to be a wedding.”
He hugged Roy, who licked his hand as if to thank him for standing up for him, while the guests — still in shock — looked around at one another in stunned silence.
So, what do you think? Did the groom do the right thing?
