After numerous theories and speculations regarding Kate Middleton’s health and a recent photo of her taken by TMZ, she and William shared a photo of the Princess and her three children on Mother’s Day.
Judging from the photo, Kate is indeed doing well after her surgery in January.
She poses on the patio with Prince George, Princess Charlotte, and Prince Louis surround her. They are all smiling and look absolutely adorable.
“Thank you for your kind wishes and continued support over the last two months. Wishing everyone a Happy Mother’s Day,” the caption on the Prince and Princess of Wales’ official Instagram account read. It was signed “C,” meaning Kate herself had written it.
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As expected, the photo was shared worldwide and was picked up but every single media outlet out there.
The comments under the photo came pouring in with a great number of people wishing Kate a speedy recovery.
According to some royal experts, Kate opted to post a photo in order to put a stop to the speculations surrounding her surgery and her recovery.
“They [Kensington Palace] are trying to send a clear message to both the public and the press to respect Kate’s privacy on this medical matter,” royal historian Kate Williams said. “What they’re trying to say is Kate is recovering, she’s fine, no more worries, no more panic, no more speculation.”
She added: “I think the last thing they [Kensington Palace] want is for her to feel she can’t go out and walk in case she’s going to be photographed.”
Shortly after the photo of the happy family was released, some started questioning its authenticity because as they claimed, the photo was obviously edited.
“Professional photographer here. Look closely at Princess Charlotte’s wrist. This is what happens when you composite layers in Photoshop. I’m not speculating on why the photo was edited like this, but it’s weird,” portrait photographer Martin Bamford wrote on X.
Some edit fails, as noticed by experts, were Princess Charlotte’s missing sleeve and blurred skirt and Kate’s misplaced zip.
Others noticed that Kate wasn’t wearing her ring and her hand around Louis was “blurry.” Her wrist and jumper sleeve were also manipulated by photoshop according to many, as well as her chin.
“The more you look at this, the worse it gets. the hands, the fact some parts are so blurry and some so sharp, the way Charlotte is apparently balancing in that position, there is literally a crease in the step, the reflection in the window doesn’t match,” one user wrote on X.
“Not really kept up with this whole conspiracy theory, but this photo is SOO DODGY two of their hands look very weird as if they’re AI generated, and the girls arm has 100% been photoshopped and her skirt also looks weird as f— as well?” another user added, continuing, “but if it’s a real photo – *why* would they edit it so much and so badly? they’re not stupid they would’ve seen all the rumours going about, releasing an awfully edited photo only fuels them.”
Shortly after, The Associated Press, Reuters, Getty Images, and Agence France-Presse all decided to issue “kill notices,” which are advisory notices to remove or not use a specific photo.
“It appears that the source has manipulated the image,” the Associated Press notification read.
They also released a statement, saying, “The Associated Press initially published the photo, which was issued by Kensington Palace. The AP later retracted the image because at closer inspection, it appears that the source had manipulated the image in a way that did not meet AP’s photo standards. The photo shows an inconsistency in the alignment of Princess Charlotte’s left hand.”
Speaking to GB News, Dr Hany Farid, a professor of computer sciences, said the work on Princess Charlotte’s sleeve looked like a “bad Photoshop job.”
“I clearly see what is being referenced here, with respect to her sleeve. It looks like a bad Photoshop job. I know we talk a lot about AI lately but it is still possible to use traditional photo-editing tools,” Farid said. “What you would be worried about here is if Kate wasn’t in this photo and had been digitally inserted. This would be a dramatic manipulation.”
On top of that, Kate not wearing ring fueled the rumors that something isn’t right between her and William.
Kate’s office decided to respond to the rumors by issuing a statement in which they explain that the reason why the Princess doesn’t have the ring on her finger is that she’s at home. They further added that it was William himself who took the photo.
Although the Palace didn’t comment on the edited photo, Kate herself decided to explain why the image had “flaws.”
On her and William’s official X account, she wrote, “Like many amateur photographers, I do occasionally experiment with editing. I wanted to express my apologies for any confusion the family photograph we shared yesterday caused. I hope everyone celebrating had a very happy Mother’s Day. C.”
Kensington Palace has later confirmed it “would not be reissuing the original unedited photograph of Kate and her children.”
According to royal expert Katie Nicholl, the Palace would be under much pressure following the issue with the photo.
“What’s so major in all of this is that four international picture agencies have killed this image. That’s really rare,” Nicholl said.
“I can’t think of a a time since I’ve been doing this job for the best part of 15 years where a royal image has been recalled. So that’s highly unusual. It might force Kensington Palace’s hand.”
On top of the pressure she faces, Kate now has to deal with another “problem” that’s giving her headaches, her uncle’s participation in the reality show Celebrity Big Brother. Since entering the house, he spoke of his niece on several occasions and opened up about Harry and Meghan, too.
“Clearly, whatever’s happened to Catherine, she’s probably feeling fragile – mentally as well. To have a serious setback like this at the prime of your life, it must knock your confidence, and so she’ll be fragile at this stage in her recovery and to have this thrown at her. She must just be thinking, ‘Why, why, why did Uncle Gary have to do this? ‘I imagine she’s thoroughly depressed about it,” royal expert Jennie Bond told the Mirror.
“I think that Gary comes from a good place in his heart. If he talks about her it’s – in his view – to give her side of the story, give her a mouth, a voice, when he knows she can’t off the back of allegations made of her,” Bond added.
“But I think it’s the last thing she’d want – if Catherine or William want to say anything, they will say it. They don’t need anyone else to, least of all someone within their own family – and they don’t have that strong connection anyway.”
My Best Friend and I Made a Pact to Marry by 40, and 10 Years Later He Showed Up Uninvited to My Wedding — Story of the Day
On my wedding day, everything seemed perfect until my past walked into the ceremony uninvited. A promise made years ago and a man determined to remind me of it threatened to unravel the life I’d built. Could I let go of the past, or would it destroy my future?
I leaned back on the couch, cradling my coffee cup and letting the black liquid swirl lazily. The lights of Manhattan glittered like a million tiny promises just beyond the window. That evening, I felt… complete. At 39, that was no small thing.
“Who knew Rachel,” I murmured aloud. “You’ve got it all figured out now, don’t you?”
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Years of climbing the corporate ladder had left little room for anything else.
Success? Sure. Independence? Absolutely. But happiness?
That had always been… elusive. The type that lingered at the edges of the room like a forgotten shadow.
Dating had always been a disaster.
“Remember Scott?” I laughed softly. “Wanted me to quit my job and move to Montana. Montana!”
And then there was Greg, who turned every conversation into a TED Talk about himself.
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But Michael? Michael is different.
My lips curved into a soft smile at the thought of him. Scatterbrained Michael, who once set off the fire alarm while trying to toast bread. The man who adored noisy dinner parties and dragged me into conversations I didn’t want to have but somehow made them fun.
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He isn’t perfect, no. But he is… mine.
A week ago, he’d changed everything.
“Rachel,” he had said, kneeling in the kitchen. He was holding out his grandmother’s vintage ring. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Be my wife.”
Of course, I said yes. What else could I have said?
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Suddenly, my thoughts drifted to Linda, my future MIL. She wasn’t exactly warm. Our conversations had been polite, but there was always something in her tone, as if she was sizing me up, waiting for me to prove I wasn’t good enough for Michael.
She doesn’t know me yet. People like her just need time, don’t they?
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Besides, the engagement party was the following day. Everything was planned to perfection.
Nothing can spoil it. This is our moment.
At least, that’s what I thought then.
***
The engagement party sparkled with life. The warm glow of the fairy lights above cast a magical atmosphere. Michael was at my side, his hand resting lightly on the small of my back as guests came up to offer their congratulations.
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“You two make such a perfect couple!” one of his cousins gushed, raising her glass. “To love and happiness!”
“To love and happiness!” echoed the room as everyone toasted.
I felt like I was walking on air, wrapped in a bubble of warmth and hope. That was what happiness was supposed to feel like. Secure and untouchable. And then it happened!
A figure appeared in the doorway. Then our eyes met. It was Brian!
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His presence felt like a ghost stepping out of my past, dragging memories I had long buried. Without thinking, I excused myself quickly, murmuring something to Michael about needing air. I found Brian near the hallway.
“Rachel,” he said softly.
“What are you doing here, Brian? How did you even know about this?”
“You’re not exactly a hard person to track down. And when I heard you were engaged, I figured it was time to finally talk.”
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“There’s nothing to talk about,” I said quickly, glancing back toward the party. “This is not the time or the place.”
But Brian stepped closer, his tone lowering. “It’s been ten years, Rachel. Ten. And all this time, I’ve been writing to you.”
“What? I’ve never received anything from you.”
“I sent dozens of letters, Rachel. They were ignored. Or… Someone made sure you never saw a single word.”
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“That’s ridiculous,” I snapped. “Who could…”
“Who? Ask yourself, Rachel. How well do you know Michael? Or his mother? Do you think she’s thrilled about you stepping into the picture?”
“You’re lying. This is just some desperate attempt to…”
“To what?” Brian interrupted sharply. “To ruin your happiness? Believe me, Rachel, I came to tell you the truth.”
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He took a deliberate step closer, lowering his voice. “We made a pact, Rachel. Do you remember? If we were still single at 40, we’d marry each other. And here I am, trying to honor that promise.”
“Brian, whatever you think we had or promised each other—it’s in the past. My life is with Michael now.”
“Is it? Are you sure? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you’re marrying into something you don’t fully understand.”
I clenched my hands into fists. “Brian, stop. Just stop. You’re twisting things to…”
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He interrupted. “To get you to open your eyes? Rachel, you’re walking into something you don’t fully see. And once you’re in, it might be too late to get out.”
I turned sharply, desperate to leave, but as I did, I caught a glimpse of Linda standing just around the corner. Her face was calm, almost unnervingly so, but her eyes gave her away. She had heard everything. Every single word.
“Rachel,” she said smoothly, ignoring Brian entirely. “Is everything alright? Michael’s been looking for you.”
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“Everything’s fine.”
But nothing was fine.
***
When I returned home, I tried my best to stay calm, though a quiet unease churned inside me. Maybe it was Linda’s presence. She had decided to stay with us to “help” in the final days before the wedding. Or perhaps it was the lingering tension from seeing Brian at the engagement party. Either way, my nerves felt frayed.
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I wandered into the kitchen, deciding that a cup of tea with lemon might settle me. But as I pressed the knife against the lemon’s rind, my hand slipped. A sharp sting shot through my finger.
“Great!”
I grabbed a paper towel to stop the bleeding and went upstairs to find a plaster. That’s when I opened Michael’s drawer.
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My finger throbbed from the accidental cut, but what I found instead made my heart stop. A small box, neatly tucked under a pile of dribs and drabs. I pulled it out.
Inside were letters. Dozens of them addressed to me! My breath caught as I unfolded the first one. It was from Brian. Each letter, carefully written, was an attempt to reconnect, to share his feelings. And yet, I had never seen them until that moment.
Suddenly, I heard Michael’s footsteps. “What’s that?”
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I stood, clutching the letters. “You tell me, Michael. Why do you have these? All this time, you’ve been lying to me. Why?”
“Because I was scared of losing you. I didn’t want him to come between us.”
“Come between us?” I laughed bitterly, waving the letters in his face. “Do you hear yourself? You didn’t even give me a chance to decide for myself!”
“Rachel, please,” he begged. “I love you. Everything I did was to protect us.”
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“You protected yourself, Michael. How can I marry someone who doesn’t trust me to make my own decisions?”
Before he could respond, a new voice cut through the tension.
“Well, isn’t this dramatic,” Linda said, stepping into the room.
“This isn’t your business, Linda.”
“It became my business the moment you decided to humiliate him. What about today’s date? Maybe you’re not as perfect as you think you are.”
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I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned and stormed out. The cool night air hit me like a slap as I rushed down the street. That night, I needed to make everything clear.
So, I went to see Brian. To my luck, I still remembered his address.
***
After the night I had, everything became crystal clear. No doubts, no confusion. All of them had melted away, leaving me with a single, unwavering plan.
I am not going to let anyone else dictate this day. My wedding will play out exactly how I want.
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By the time I stepped into the ceremony hall, I had rehearsed every moment in my mind. The scent of fresh flowers filled the air, mingling with the low hum of guests’ conversations. Michael stood at the altar, his smile steady and full of love.
But my eyes, for just a brief moment, flickered to the back row. And there he was. Brian. He was sitting casually, a confident smirk playing on his lips. I sent him an almost invisible smile.
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Finally, the officiant asked the question that everyone dreads yet anticipates. “If anyone here has a reason why these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
A hush fell over the room. I was waiting for Brian’s move. Finally, Brian rose to his feet.
“Actually. I do.”
Gasps rippled through the crowd as all eyes turned to him.
Brian looked directly at me. “Rachel and I have a history. We made a promise to each other years ago, and she hasn’t fulfilled it.”
Slowly, I turned toward Brian, offering him a small, calm smile.
“Brian, why don’t you turn around?”
He followed my gaze. There was the woman I’d invited the night before.
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I remembered how I’d found her the previous night, when I came to his place. She was sitting on the couch next to Brian, smiling at him like he was her whole world. It had taken only a few minutes to realize the truth: Brian wasn’t in my life for love.
“Brian,” the woman said, “I believed in you. And all this time, you’ve been lying to me, using me while obsessing over her?”
The guests gasped as she pointed toward me.
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“You’re nothing but a selfish, manipulative coward,” she spat. “I can’t believe I ever loved you.”
Brian stammered. “It’s not what it looks like! I just needed her to…”
“To what?”
“You don’t understand! She pretended I didn’t exist. I wasn’t going to let her forget!”
I stayed silent, watching him unravel.
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“You didn’t come here for love,” she said. “You came here to ruin hers.”
“I just wanted her to feel the way I felt,” Brian muttered.
The truth was out, and there was no taking it back.
“Escort him out, please,” I said softly to the nearby ushers.
As Brian was led away, I turned to the guests. “I’m so sorry for the disruption. But I needed this moment to close the chapter on my past.”
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The ceremony resumed, and nothing could overshadow our happiness after that.
Later, as Michael and I danced, he whispered, “What a show, my dear. I hope I’ll never see it again. I worried when you disappeared last night, but I never doubted you’d come back.”
I smiled, finally telling him about my visit to Brian and the woman. “She deserved the truth, just like I did. I came to tell him that you’re my future. But then, I saw her. Decided she also deserves a better man.”
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As I stood next to Michael, his hand warm in mine, I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be. The past no longer had power over me.
I glanced at the guests. My eyes caught Linda’s in the crowd. For the first time, she gave me a small, approving nod. At that moment, I felt a deep sense of peace, as if the universe itself had aligned just for us.
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