She Joked About Runaway Marriage, I Meant It
Clarity
At the wedding, Victoria Langley's childhood friend, Spencer Calloway, catches the wedding bouquet that she's just tossed.
He arches a brow at her. "Does this mean I'll have to propose to someone? Well then, Vic, are you willing to elope with me?"
Victoria's bridesmaids begin cheering on him. Amid their loud cheers and giggles, they push Victoria into Spencer's arms.
"Give us a kiss!"
"What's with that shy look, Spencer? Didn't you bury your face into Victoria's chest and hold her while sleeping on the same bed at the bachelorette's party last night?"
Victoria giggles as she pinches one of the bridesmaids. "What's with the ruckus? My husband is still here, you know!"
But the tips of her ears have secretly gone red.
Spencer's lips curl into a wicked smile as he shrugs nonchalantly.
"I'm fine with it. It's just that a certain someone's mooch of a husband will be pissed."
Only then does Victoria turn to look at me. She pinches me on the chin gently while saying to me casually, "C'mon, it's just a joke. Don't be so petty."
Then, she declares, "Let's continue the wedding."
But I wave Victoria's hand away coolly before taking the microphone from the wedding host.
"Spencer wants to crash this wedding, right? Well, I'm taking everything seriously now."
Three days later, Victoria's eyes become red-rimmed as she stands outside the courthouse.
As for me, I've never looked back ever since.