~CAMILLAThe ceremony passed in fragments, like a dream I was having where I was living someone else's life.Arthur's hand was warm when he took mine at the altar, but his eyes were distant. The officiant talked about love and partnership and forever, words that felt obscene given the circumstances. I repeated vows that meant nothing because they weren't meant for me.When Arthur said "I do," his voice was steady and completely emotionless.When I said the same words, I sounded like I was confessing to a crime.The kiss was brief, professional. His lips barely touched mine before he pulled away, and I caught something flash across his face like confusion? Suspicion? But then it was gone, quickly replaced by that same cold mask."Ladies and gentlemen," the officiant announced, "I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Bellingham."The guests applauded. The corners of my lips lifted in a smile because that's what brides do on their wedding day. And Arthur led me back down the aisle with his hand o
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