Novel & Cerita Friend But Married

“I know this is not going to be easy since you already told me that you had trouble in your marriage because of some girl in his life before. But I sincerely wanted to be your friend.” I don’t know what to say. I could only stare at her while she was talking. “Being friends with a man who is already married is really awkward and I cannot blame you if you will think that I have feelings for your husband but I can assure you, I only see him as a friend. There is nothing more than that.” She pointed at Enver. “He is just a friend to me. Besides, I am so in love with my husband and even though he is not with me, I will never look for another man.”

“Not mine, you literally just met him.” His head whipped toward me so fast the seatbelt tugged across his chest. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” I said, throat tight but steady. “I’m not abandoning a friend—someone I love and care about—just because you tell me to. That’s not how this works.” Alex’s nostrils flared. His knuckles were white. “You’re married to me, not him.” “I’m know that !” I shouted. “But marriage isn’t ownership! You don’t control who I talk to, who I support, who I’m there for!”

I replied assuring her. “You are really married.” I mumbled when I found the yellow thread she is wearing and it finally hits me that my one and only friend is right now a married woman. She got married in such a bizarre way that I couldn’t help but feel distressed for her. What will she do now? What if her husband doesn’t treat her properly?

I pointed out. I sniffed as Dayo walked over to me. "No one is going to tag you as anything aside the fact that you are my best friend. Most of my other friends and family knows that I am closer to you than anyone else." He said calmly. "That's not enough." I said. "You can't stop being friends with me because I am getting married. I need you more than ever now." "I am not ending our friendship." I tried to make him understand. "That's how I see this space you are trying to create leading to."

The older woman asked and Mason and I stared at each other as we took the picture from her. It wasn’t a question any of us wanted to answer but they were waiting for a reply and it was already getting a little bit awkward. “We’re not married,” Mason finally answered, “we’re just really close friends.” He added with a smile and the couple nodded. “Life is too short to not spend it with the people you love.” The man advised us and we laughed. “Really, you both should be together because even us can feel the chemistry that oozes between the both of you,” the woman added in support of her husband, “how I wish we were young.” She added and they both laughed.

I looked at him, and then I looked at the man standing beside him—the man who had been pretending to be my ally, the man who had smiled at me, the man who had betrayed my father. "You," I said. The man smiled. "Hello, Hazel. It's been a long time." --- I looked at Karem, and then I looked at the man standing beside him—the man who had been pretending to be my ally, the man who had smiled at me, the man who had betrayed my father. "You," I said. He smiled. "Hello, Hazel. It's been a long time."

Then, in front of my mother, he had said that once the public’s memory faded, a divorce could be arranged. But Xavier— he didn't speak a single word. Only glances that threw daggers at me. Yuri and Xavier knew each other since past six months. It was so out of nowhere when she called a month back telling me she's getting married to someone she met 6 months back. But that's who Yuri was. Always chaotic, always the adventurous one. And look now, she's gone. Ran away.

"Enough that it's never been the interesting thing about me." "Ooh." Diana wrote something down, nodding slowly like a judge scoring a routine. "Deflection with confidence. I respect it. Question two." She leaned forward. "Do you have friends? Real ones. Not business contacts you occasionally eat dinner with while discussing quarterly returns." "Two," Noah said. "I've known them since college. One's married with three kids and periodically threatens to name the next one after me out of spite. The other one still owes me forty dollars from 2014 and brings it up every time he thinks he's losing an argument."

Tell me , I wouldn’t be doing that and you know , the best I know is that , it isn’t happening , I am not mad and I am never going to be , you are my best friend and you know that I love you so much even though I know that you act crazy most times , but if it comes to your happiness , you really don’t know the things that I can put aside that is how much you mean to me . You have been the best person to me , maybe more better than I am , you are the bigger person and you know it , Noah being your husband isn’t going to change a thing and I just want you to know it , and stop rubbing the fact that you are married to him on my face , I am not mad and I don’t think I am ever going to be nag . S

As if he wasn't harboring feelings for someone else all along. Lifting my chin defiantly, I said, "Yes, Logan. I can't forget your brother. The only reason I married you was to be closer to him." Logan's face crumpled, and tears welled up in his eyes. So he cried because I, a stand-in, had rejected him. How pathetic. He grabbed my arm, dragging me toward his car. "Logan, let go of me!" I shouted. "No. You're my wife! I'm just taking you home."