At a rooftop wedding, the bride raises her glass for what should have been a perfect champagne toast. The city lights are behind her, the guests are watching, and everything feels like a dream.
Then a man rushes toward her with panic in his voice.
“Don’t drink — something has been put in it.”
The bride freezes. Her smile disappears, her eyes fill with fear, and the whole moment turns from celebration into suspicion. Someone at the wedding wanted her to drink from that glass.
But the most terrifying part is not the warning.
It is the question she asks next: “Who would dare?”