I Married Mga Nobela at Kwento

" She confessed. It made sense, things have been really tight for us lately. I was still mulling over the new information when Mandy collected my laptop from me, and hurriedly typed some words in. She waited for a while, chewing her thumb, and then dropped the system in front of me.. "Take a look." She urged. I raised my head, and squinted at the screen. * NOTICE!** MARRIAGE CONTRACT FOR FEMALES AVAILABLE.

“I have something I need to tell you.” “Ok sweetie,” he says as his voice turns serious. “What is it?” “James and I,” I say slowly. “We.. sort of.. got married. To each other.” There’s a pause before he says, “well honey, I’m no expert, but you either did or you didn’t. I don’t think marriage is something you ‘sort of’ do.” “Then we did,” I tell him. “We got married last week.” “They did what!” I hear Mary yell faintly.

"Yes." "So he still controls us." I heard my own voice and it didn't sound like mine. "He still holds the terms. He still owns our marriage. He still owns us." "Yes." I closed my eyes. The contract was supposed to fix everything. It was supposed to save my mother, protect my siblings, buy us a future. Instead it had swallowed us whole. It had made us prisoners in a house we never wanted, married us to each other when we were supposed to be enemies, and handed Karem a leash he'd been pulling on since the day we signed.

My life was fulfilled, it was whole, my journey on earth was a mission well accomplished. And yes, there was no marriage without its circumstances and issues and hurdles and we had more coming our way. But as a couple who fought death and more, we would overcome. We had God, we had love, we had a family and the sacred vows taken at the altar. I got married, it was the greatest pain of my life. Yet, it was my greatest happiness, my greatest achievement, my greatest gift. As I stared at my husband, I just knew that even in a different life, I would still love him. Whatever it was, however it was, it would end with a GET ME MARRIED to him.

I stepped out of the house and brushed past the man to Ida who could not look me in the eye. “You’re married?!” I was livid.

Mrs Haward spoke, breaking the silence in the room as she struggled to keep her joy down. "I am married, Mum," Jason spoke without thinking after reading the letter from his father. "What!" exclaimed Mrs Haward, looking at Jason questioningly while Jason fetched his ring from his pocket and placed it on his finger. "Married?" asked Mrs Haward angrily, and Jason's siblings were a bit surprised to hear Jason was married but more surprised about how angry their mother was. "To whom?" Mrs Haward questioned, getting up from her seat. "Julia Harrison," Jason replied, not giving it much thought.

I massaged my head and let out a deep sigh. This is really the biggest problem of the luxurious like me, easily fooled! I groaned frustratedly. "I left and moved away because I ran away from my marriage. Then, what? Suddenly, I'm married?!"

Then, it looked like a wrong thing to do but now it is perfect. I have him, my children, and my friends. They are my family. All these couldn't have been possible if I didn't marry ‘my sister's husband’

“He’s sending people over to get rid of you, ma'am.” I shake my head. “You must be joking.” “Do I look like I’m joking?” “That can’t be true because…because…Alessandro and I are married!” “You really believe that shit?”he asks me “What…” I look at him as if he’s an alien. “We really got married…” I lift my finger. “Look. I have a ring.” “Ok I'll prove it to you?” He taps a few things into his phone and then thrusts it in my face.

“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?”