Is Marriage A Trap Novels & Stories

He loves me, and there is no replacement for me for him. I have also heard the newest slogan that marriage is a sham. On what bases? Just because one marriage broke, all the marriages will be judged by that? Just because one he-goat couldn't get satisfied by one woman, he automatically becomes the ground for the judgment of all men. Because a single lady failed, we are gonna be crucified by that? Well, hell no! I am not entering this marriage with these ridiculous myths or doubts. I am not like anyone, and neither is my husband like any other man. Our marriage will not fail just because someone else's failed.

"But still... Marriage is the Human's way of recognising a couple." "Well, maybe? I personally think of it as the highest level of trust within a couple. If you get married but then fall out of love and want a divorce, well... That's a lot of work, but you and Alaric don't, and won't, have that problem, will you?" "No." I didn't hesitate, and her smile widened into a grin.

Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only it's light, not it's shadows. -Paul Coelho Adelynn could barely recognize herself as she stared at her reflection in the mirror with her face completely bare. She felt miserable and her reflection confirmed it. She let out a sigh and brought her ring clad finger to her line of vision. I'm a married woman, yet, I don't feel like one, she thought, her eyes misting over. She didn't feel happy and she was worried that she was going to remain very miserable for the rest of her bland life. As a teen, she'd always dreamed of tying the knot with someone she loved, but here she was, enduring a loveless marriage that was as a result of her father's insurmou

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

I say, “Because I crave your body doesn’t mean I want to be trapped with you forever” I wince when she does, I was doing a bad job of explaining things to her whilst trying not to hurt her feelings. “You’re saying staying married to me is a trap? I’m like a burden to you?”. Shit! I’ve messed up. “Just relax okay” my hands are surrendered above my head “Anyone can make me crave them as I crave you so it doesn’t make sense to stay married because of that alone. You don’t want me for a husband”.

I thought having children would make you more responsible, but it didn't. "To be honest, I don't understand. Someone like you, born into a wealthy family, should value profits and family more. It's not your fault for being distracted by women, but it's your fault to think so highly of yourself, assuming every woman who gets close to you should fall head over heels. "I admit I married you for your money. I needed the Brookes' capital to support the Reeds. "Can we just coexist peacefully from now on? Stop pestering me about love. We're both parents now; we should focus on living harmoniously for the kids."

she said, looking at the dress again. “This dress over here, is every girl’s dream, especially wearing it for the man you love. Getting married isn’t just about being happy, but the fact that you share the good news and bad news. It’s not just a trip to heaven” mom said, that’s why I can’t do this!! If getting married with the guy who loves you is not perfect, then what about getting married with someone can never love you?

"Yeah, but I bet you didn't know it was so bad that he needed a kidney," "So what?” Kat fumed. She was tired of Violet’s riddles now. “I'm glad he got the kidney, I wouldn't have met him and I wouldn't be getting married again." "Ding ding ding!” Violet cackled. “Isn’t it so ironic you said that; If he didn't meet in an accident, you wouldn't be getting married again,” she laughed again. “You don’t even know the accuracy in what you’ve just said." "I’m tired of this game now Violet. Tell me what you really want to say and stop beating around the bush.”

I ask. Leon looks at me, slightly surprised by the question. "What do you mean?" "I'm serious. What does marriage mean? To me, marriage is just a lifelong trap. A cage I enter willingly, but once the door closes, I can't get out anymore. I lose my freedom. I lose myself." Leon opens his mouth, but I keep talking. I can't stop. The words flow like water that has been held back for too long.

"It's not romantic." "No. But it's honest." I looked at him. "And right now? I need honest more than I need romantic." We sat in silence, waiting for Rebecca to return with revisions, both of us processing that we were about to contractually obligate ourselves to a marriage defined by clauses and terms rather than love and passion. My phone buzzed. My anonymous friend: Don't sign it. The contract has a clause that's been added—page nineteen, section embedded in financial terms. Check the modification dates. Check who added the final revision. It's a trap. It's always been a trap. —A Friend