Friends But Married Novels & Stories

"Hi there. I haven't seen you before so you're not in the Wright's family. Who are you?" "Oh me?" Arielle smiles. "I'm a member of the bride's family. Actually, I'm her best friend so her family invited me here." "Really? Wow. I haven't met the bride in person so I guess the perfect person to ask for tips to get on her good side would be you. So, what can you tell me about her so I can flatter her when I finally meet her?" Arielle chuckles, her brain thinking fast. "Actually, do you know she was married to the other son Richard just a week ago? We had a fight so I had to tell her the truth about things I have to endure with her."

Then he walked away, his laugh echoing faintly with him. Aurora smiled and chatted with a sense of civility to the stream of guests that continued to approach us. It felt awkward explaining to friends and business partners that I was about to marry this girl they’ve never even heard of, let alone met. Again and again I told them, “We kept things private,” I had repeated for the fourth time. “It felt more romantic that way. Just the two of us. But now we’re ready to make it official.” I saw more than a few people who glanced down at her stomach to see if there was a particular reason we were in such a rush. Aurora quickly put those rumors to rest by drinking her weight in champagne.

She’d cry, throw a scene, and then my father would come in, slap me across the face, and remind me I was a man, that I wasn’t supposed to complain about little things. “Fine, you don’t need to do all that,” I hissed tiredly. “But I really want to know what’s wrong with you. She’s married, and it seems like she loves her husband. Why are you trying to rekindle a friendship that died a long time ago? Men or women, once they’re married, they don’t keep old friends hanging around. Their spouse becomes their friend,” she yelled and then took a deep breath. “I am your friend! I’ve been your friend for five years. Haven’t I?” she asked, pointing at her chest. I turned my face away.

"There's no easy way to say that I'm married, Megan." "Oh my God, Meg!" Clara sat up on the bed, holding her friend's hands. "Yeah, that's it. So, yes, I know exactly how you feel, loving someone you can't have." Clara noticed that now it was her friend who was crying, and she embraced her. "But he's still with his wife. Haven't you seen each other since then?" she asked.

“None of my business? Hah. Don’t forget, you’re supposed to be marrying me. If you’re going to be my wife, you’ll do as I say.” His tone was commanding. I rolled my eyes. “Who said I was marrying you?” His expression twisted into a mocking smile. “You did. You’re the one who said you’d never marry anyone else. “And besides, there are only two unmarried men in the Fido family, me and Harvey. Harvey’s already engaged. So if not me, who?” “Who said you and Harvey are the only options?” Callum frowned. “You’re not talking about Uncle Jaxon, are you?”

He smiled, “She is and she’s my world. I’m her’s too. “We were married at seventeen, but we’ve been friends since we were six. Our houses were right across the road from each other.” I smiled as a happy tear fell from my eye. He continued, “We’ve been there for each other through everything. She has four brothers who kept me in line too.”

"So you don't like that Adam, right?" I froze, almost laughing. "Of course not. Just friends."

Oh my gosh. “Now that you’ve explained your side, I guess this is our official closure—even if it’s way overdue.” He nodded in agreement. “But… Can we at least be friends?” I agreed, even though I knew my husband would object. Jaimie reached out for a handshake, and I gladly accepted it. Ex-lovers can be friends, right? “But I heard something else, Mai. I’m just not sure how true it is,” Jamie said seriously. “Is it about my husband?”

Adele was quick to speak before me, "Ever since you guys broke up, Livia has been obsessed with royalty. Sounds more like what she'll do_ if she can't have your love, she'll have power to threaten you." It didn't make any sense. How long have I been asleep for all these to have transpired? "Who is married?" I furrowed my brows as I glanced at each one of them. Guy was the one to reply to me. He folded his arms and shifted his position as though hesitant to speak to me directly. "Your best friend is married to Olivia, although he wishes you could both leave your marriage and go marry each other. What is it with you? What did you do to mess up these boys' mentality with marriage?"

He carried Kendra in his strong arms in a matrimonial way, exposing his left ring finger. My eyes darkened at the sight of his wedding ring. Yes, he is a married man, with a wife and two young kids. My right hand took a grip at my purse trying to calm myself up. I hate the fact that my best friend is going out with a married man. But what can I do? When I see them together, everything around them sparkles. They don’t care about anything. They are just happily together. If I might say, they are perfect together, for each other. Their relationship is yes complicated, but a lot damn better than mine.