During our wedding, my husband pushed me into a fountain with cold water and started laughing loudly: I couldn’t take it and did this… 
It was the day I had dreamed of since childhood. I had planned everything down to the last napkin on the table. The snow-white dress, the shining hairstyle, the flawless makeup, the delicate bouquet in my hands – I felt like the heroine of my own fairy tale. My husband and I had just exchanged rings, and the restaurant hall was filled with applause. The wedding was going perfectly.
In the restaurant courtyard, there was a small fountain – an interesting design choice. The water was clear and cold, quietly trickling, adding elegance to the summer atmosphere. I even briefly thought we’d get beautiful photos with the fountain as a background.
