In a bombshell confession that’s set to reignite royal wedding furor, veteran royal photographer Arthur Edwards has confirmed decades-old rumors that Meghan Markle invited her ex-boyfriend to her 2018 wedding to Prince Harry, prompting the groom to seethe through the entire ceremony.
Edwards, who reported on the event for The Sun, dropped the tea in a recent interview, causing shock waves through palace circles and social media.
The Windsor Castle nuptials—of which the 85-year-old photographer had decades of insider access—were “tense from the start,” he said.

For Edwards, Meghan’s choice to have her ex attend the ceremony added an odd undercurrent, with Harry allegedly “striding through the vows seething with anger.”
“Harry just looked at him. He was livid, really pissed off; he was holding back,” Edwards recalled. “It was a fairy tale, but this invitation turned it into a nightmare.
The announcement has sparked an online firestorm, with #HarryWeddingRage trending across X. Critics blasted her as being “insensitive” and claimed the move lacked respect for Harry’s feelings on their big day.
“She knew that would hurt him—pure drama queen,” one user lashed. It’s tabloid fodder, according to supporters, who argue that Edwards is just trying to win attention. “Harry wasn’t angry about an ex; he was angry with the media circus,” one defender wrote.
Palace insiders explain the news could drive the Sussexes even further apart from the royal family, as their relationship is already on thin ice after Megxit and tell-all books.

Meghan’s people haven’t responded, though sources say she is “pissed off” that old gossip is dredged up. As Harry pushes his new projects, their marriage narrative will forever be marred by this scandal.
The world is aghast and appalled by the bombshell dropped by Edwards, the “happily ever after” veneer. A deliberate snub, or an innocent omission?
For the moment, the controversy means that the 2018 wedding will just continue to be a hotbed of royal intrigue.
A Mother’s Song of Loss Leaves AGT Judges and Fans in Tears
Shadows clung to the AGT auditorium like unspoken regrets. Then a lone figure pierced the hush. A mother stepped forward, her eyes hollowed by an unimaginable void, a guitar strung across her chest. Her name is Elena Ramirez, survivor of a nightmare highway crash. The tragedy claimed her eight-year-old son, Lucas, just months prior. “This was his favorite,” she whispered. Her voice was a fragile reed as she strummed the opening chords of You Are My Sunshine.

What followed was not a performance. It was an exorcism, each lyric a dagger twisting in collective souls. Elena’s timbre, laced with the gravel of grief, painted vivid strokes. She sang of mornings filled with laughter that were stolen, and bedtime stories silenced forever. “You make me happy when skies are gray,” she crooned. Yet her tone bent the words into a lament, evoking Lucas’s final smile amid twisted metal.

The audience became a tapestry of strangers united in ache. Sniffles rose to sobs, and tissues fluttered like white flags. The judges shattered. Heidi’s mascara ran in rivers. Howie bowed his head in defeat. Sofia clutched her pearls as if in prayer. Simon, the unyielding critic, averted his gaze while damp trails betrayed his cheeks.
This raw unveiling is now viral with 15 million shares on X. It transcends talent and becomes a mirror to mortality, urging viewers to hug tighter and forgive quicker. Elena’s courage, forged in loss’s forge, whispers: What if tomorrow steals your light? Fans mobilize, petitions for her advancement surging, but semifinals teeter on emotion’s edge. Will her sunshine pierce the competition’s clouds? Or fade into echo? In this fleeting spotlight, her song demands we listen—before life’s next curve blindsides us all.