The following story contains sequences of betrayal, pettiness, and a whole lotta WTF.
Getting married, for those who believe in marriage, is a beautiful thing. It’s an event that not only brings together two people who have fallen in love but, by extension, their families as well. Because of the magnitude of such an event, some girls (and even some guys) spend their entire lives dreaming of making sure that this day is as perfect as can be.
Unless you’re this Bridezilla, Penny. Then you spend most of your life much like Cobra Commander and Nancy Grace, hissing like a lizard-person and plotting the demise of all those around you.