Five Years Of Marriage Novels & Stories

“If you and your husband trust each other and genuinely don't want to hurt one another, your marriage has a good chance of lasting. Of course, marriage isn't always easy, but commitment and understanding can make a great difference.” She smiled. “For example, I have been married for more than fifty years.” The word fifty rang in my ears. Fifty years? I stared at her in disbelief. She had been married for more than half a century. “That is a very long time,” I finally said. She laughed softly. “Yes, it is. And believe me, it hasn't always been perfect. We've had disagreements, difficult moments, and times when we didn't understand each other. But we chose to stay, communicate, forgive, and ke

" I still had no idea what was going on. But something about the way she talked rubbed me the wrong way. Just looking at her got on my nerves. Wait... "You said... FIVE YEARS?" I rushed into the hospital bathroom and stared at my reflection. It was me. Same face. Just older. Sharper. Worn down by a sadness that wouldn't leave. Was Monica telling the truth? Had that much time really passed? Was I actually... married? ... It was true. I was married. And I'd been married for five years. I hadn't time-traveled. I wasn't dreaming.

(TWENTY-FIVE YEARS LATER…) Rhea’s POV I rolled around in the bed and opened my eyes groggily to meet the twinkling blue eyes of my husband. My husband… It has been almost twenty-five years since I married him but still, most days it all felt like a dream… I remembered our wedding with a fond smile. We had a brief engagement of two months before we got married in a small ceremony with just a few of our friends. And now, twenty-five years later, here we were, still as much in love, if not more than then…

But before she could say anything, he continues again. "I just need you to be my wife for 5 years, and after that, I will file a divorce. You go on with your life, and so do I." She frowned a moment before she asked. "Why it's only 5 years?" "It has to be 5 years or less. Depends on the situation." "So, in the 5 years we married, do I need to do exactly as a wife should do?" "Yes... And... no. I wouldn't force you to do something you don't like."

#FIVE YEARS LATER ARIEL POV We have come this far, and to be honest, it hasn't been easy. What drives us as a couple is the in-depth love that cares at all times. It had been a beautiful ride, completely worth it. My years of marriage with Ryan had been the best. It taught me lessons- to be tolerant and patient. To love and cherish Ryan and just when I fell in love with him, which wasn't reciprocated at first, I almost thought I would give up. But I never did.

“Happy 5th anniversary, babe.” June kissed my cheeks. I blushed. Even though we’re almost 5 years together, the spark wouldn’t fade off. I really love this guy and it’s been my dream to live with him for a lifetime, although next month, that dream would be my reality forever because finally, we’re getting married.

I walked over slowly to the window and watched as my family left without me. James and I have been married for ten years we got married when I was 19 and he was 25. He was the love of my life but 5 years ago as his job got more stressful or marriage become more strained. Today was the first time he had ever hit me. The way he looked at me told me that our marriage would never make it past this year.

While we were best friends, and I cared for her deeply, we'd never spent more than a few hours together, and rarely ever alone. Grandmother Willow went on matter-of-factly. “Two. The stipulated time you two shall be married in the contract is five years. If, after five years, you two still decide you aren't fit for each other, you're free to divorce without consequences. I'm proud to say that there has never been a divorce in the Delmonte family. It won't start with Brock or you. Not on my watch. I have full faith that your marriage would be the best thing that's ever happened to you two.”

I couldn’t believe his audacity; I couldn’t believe that he would even bring something like this up when I’ve never been interested in his godforsaken properties when I had mine. The fuck! I never even knew he existed until a few days ago! “The prenup wasn’t created for the sole purpose of creating lists of who gets what… it was created in order for us to set rules during the five years of this marriage.” He said slowly, steely like he was restraining himself from smacking me hard across the head. “Five years!” I scoffed incredulously, “what the hell am I supposed to be doing with you for five years?!” I saw the look of almost hurt flash across his features but as soon as it came, it fled aw

He observed her attempting to gather herself. When she did, the fun time had ended. "Everything seems so odd. I don't know myself, you, or us." Alexus paused. "Let your memories resurface on their own, the doctor advised." "I know this, but it is annoying to forget basic information. Things like...like how long our marriage has been." "Our marriage has now lasted for more than five years." And because they weren't living together or even celebrating their wedding anniversary, it was one of the most painful days of his life.