Novel & Cerita Is Marriage A Trap

Traps. I stood stiff, glaring at him like a cornered animal, refusing to step deeper inside. He crossed the room with unhurried confidence, then turned to face me. “You don’t understand yet. But you will. This marriage isn’t about romance or comfort. It is survival. My name shields you, my ring chains you to protection. Without it…” His eyes darkened, voice dropping to something that crawled under my skin. “…you are nothing more than prey.” My heart thundered, a frantic bird beating its wings against a locked cage.

Laughed at things that weren't funny, made jokes about our terrible families. "Marriage is a trap," Olivia declared at some point. Her words were slurring slightly. "Just a way to control people. To keep them in line." "Agreed." I was definitely drunk now. The room was spinning gently. "Love is a lie. Family is a trap. Marriage is a business transaction." "You know what's funny?" She leaned closer. "We're both being forced to get married. You to keep your inheritance. Me to save face for my family." "Hilarious." But I was smiling. First time all day.

“It’s not true, Mother. We’re fine.” The words burned on my tongue, but I said them anyway. Her expression softened a little, though not fully convinced. She sighed and shook her head. “You both need to understand something. Marriage is not a game. It’s not about running away whenever things get hard. You must learn to stay, to fight for it.” I nodded quietly. Tristan moved closer to me as if to emphasize unity, though the closeness only made my skin prickle. His hand brushed mine, but I pulled away gently, pretending to fix my dress.

“Last names are nothing more than shackles and chains.” “At least they mean you belong somewhere,” I muttered. He smiled like he thought I was a fool. “If you want, you can have mine.” I snorted. “And how does that work?” “We can get married.” I laughed. Laughed. And, laughed. I said, “Yeah, no thanks. I decided never to marry ever. Love and marriage are stupid things people do to hurt each other. Trusting a man, marrying one and loving one, are a sure way to get into a mental institute if not worse.”

"If you're going to discuss someone, perhaps you should do them the courtesy of accuracy." They looked startled that I'd actually acknowledged them. "I didn't trap my husband," I continued, selecting a pair of gardening gloves with deliberate care. "Trapping implies he's struggling to get free. From what I can tell, he's quite enjoying his marriage." One of them, a blonde with lips pumped full of fillers sniffed disdainfully. "We all know it's not real, David doesn't settle with one woman, especially someone like you, when he can have hotter women."

Or the life I’d built. Everything was slipping. My business. My mind. My marriage. I thought I was being hunted from the outside...but maybe the real trap was right here. In my own home. In my own bed. Maybe I was sleeping next to the lie all along. Or maybe…I was the problem. Maybe I broke her. Pushed her too far. Expected too much. But then again...what kind of marriage was this? We didn’t talk much. We didn’t laugh like that. We didn’t touch.

A guy who ended his life for he could no longer endure the torment from his mate. That's why Lavina accepted Kagern's proposal to be his love even if they were not sure that they would really become mates. She wanted to be an opposite of that mate who tormented her second half to death. She wanted to give him an unconditional love, a love that Kagern never wanted.

"... Whether you agree with me and my life choices or not, this is the reality. I live as... as... one corner of a Triad..." She huffs. "The Love Triangle the oldest story in the book, isn't it. And it always ends badly for someone." "That's true, yes. But the reason for that is that traditionally, there was always the implication... the assumption... that a marriage is made up of only two people. That to have any third party must involve betrayal at some level. That there had to be a loser... "Georgie, that doesn't apply here. Charlotte, Michael and I, the Three of us, entered this marriage with our eyes open and in full agreement that we are happy to live this way."

“Okay, but I’m curious. Why don’t you want a relationship?” “Because any kind of long-term relationship always falls apart. Always. I watched my parent’s marriage implode before they died. I saw my friends in the Ukraine marry themselves off to the highest bidder and they were no better off than a prostitute or a maid. I witnessed verbal abuse repeatedly in so-called Christian marriages and relationships, actions that were sanctioned by the church. And don’t get me started on the physical abuse issues Nadia suffered before she escaped that awful relationship. So I’ll pass on the trappings of marriage, because from what I’ve seen, it is a trap.” Cam let her vehemence sink in. It chilled him t

Gabriella asked gently. Ben scowled and thought hard. Obviously, she was talking about Tina and Trish. Gabriella pressed on. "You did mention in your expectations that fidelity is the most important one. May I suggest that it may have a lot to do with the type of relationship you were in? Traditional marriage is a contract with terms specifically defining the promise of fidelity. There are open marriages that don't have that clause and allow the spouses to seek emotional and physical enjoyment with other partners." "That's unrealistic!" he growled.