Everything was perfect at my wedding until I noticed my Mom was missing. Moments later, she burst in, disheveled and furious, pointing a trembling finger. We were stunned to learn she’d been locked in a closet by someone close for reasons we could never have imagined. My whole family was buzzing with excitement about my wedding to Fabian, my longtime boyfriend. But the person floating on cloud nine was my mom, Adele. As an only child, I’d always been close to both my parents, but Mom and I shared a special bond. She’d dreamed of this day for years…We’d spent countless hours planning every detail together. Choosing our outfits felt like a fashion show, cake tasting turned into a sugar-fueled adventure, and when we picked the song for the Father-Daughter dance, we both ended up in tears. “Oh, Bella,” Mom had said, wiping her eyes as I tried on the wedding gown. “I can’t believe my little girl is all grown up and getting married.” I hugged her tight. “I’ll always be your little girl, Mom.”

On the big day, everything seemed perfect. I stood at the back of the church, my heart racing as Dad took my arm. “Ready, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice thick with love. I nodded, too choked up to speak. The doors swung open, and we began our walk down the aisle. I locked eyes with Fabian, his smile brighter than the sun. But as we neared the altar, my stomach dropped. Something was terribly wrong.“Dad,” I whispered urgently, “where’s Mom?” His brow furrowed as he looked around. “I… I don’t know. I thought she was here.” I stopped dead in my tracks, the music screeching to a halt. All eyes turned to me. “We can’t start,” I said, my voice shaking. “Mom’s missing.”Fabian rushed to my side, concern etched on his face. “Bella, what’s wrong?” “My Mom,” I choked out. “She’s not here. We need to find her.” I turned to my brothers in the front row. “Can you guys look for her? Please?”