Giant Groomsman
My ex-husband and I were at his cousin’s wedding. Another cousin of his—25, male—was a groomsman. He was an absolutely GIANT guy—6’4” tall, roughly 400 lbs.—and totally the life of the party.
Picking kids up and throwing them in the air, holding the groom on his shoulders, dancing like a maniac, having a blast. I went to the bathroom and came back to the reception. Everything had changed for the worst. The music was cut and everyone was circled around the dance floor just—panicked.
There was Matt. Completely purplish red and on the floor while a guest performed CPR and others were calling 9-1-1, taking his pulse, screaming. He passed on from a massive heart attack.
The reception ended right then and there, obviously. The bride and groom were supposed to leave for their honeymoon to Hawaii that same evening. They ended up not going and instead they stayed home to attend the funeral, where the groom was a pallbearer. Story credit: Reddit / YasMysteries