BOTHERED

A thousandth ring!

I grit my teeth and switch the damn phone off.

How annoying!

I understand it's a shock for a wedding to be called off at the very last minute. I get it. It was unexpected! It's inconvenient, alarming, and unbelievable. But didn't we do enough explaining in the emails? What happened to people respecting others' decisions?

We are not expecting any understanding from anyone. None at all! We get it. Who cancels their wedding on the morning of the big day, right? That's... Unbelievable. But it is what it is.

They can call it crazy. Weird. Madness. Whatever name they want to give it,. The truth is, I will abide by whichever name they choose, and I won't try to defend myself or say anything against it. I have nothing to explain, because who would understand our predicaments, right? But is it so arduous to just accept and respect the fact that we have cancelled the wedding? Come on!

I drag my numb legs to the kitchen. Actually, my body cells and nerves died last. I feel