During the wedding ceremony, they brought us a coffin with a bow in the shape of a gift – I almost fainted when they opened it

“Don’t start crying yet,” I said jokingly. “We still have to walk down the aisle.”

I couldn’t wait to walk down the aisle and see Jacob, my future husband. He wasn’t like me. He never overdid it. Jacob was quiet and funny, always ready to make me laugh when I got too serious. That’s what I loved most about him.

Jacob and I met four years ago at a mutual friend’s party. I was sitting in the corner, avoiding small talk, and he approached me with a broad smile.

“Looks like you’re having a great time,” he said, holding a glass in each hand.

“I hate parties,” I said.

“Me too,” he laughed, though he was clearly having fun.