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Lucas’s father added. “That’s not fair.” I mumbled in frustration. How was I suppose to have a happy marriage? “I know it’s not.” Lucas whispered as my waist was grabbed and I was pulled into his chest. I instantly relaxed into his chest and sighed. This was how a marriage was suppose to be. He was a few inches taller than me and still I felt like I fit into him perfectly. “I just want a perfect marriage.” I whispered as I closed my eyes. “I know.” Lucas stated as he rubbed my back. “One like the movies, I want to be happy.” I added so he could know that I didn’t think this was perfect.

He continued, “Remember, marriage must have a purpose to thrive—it must extend beyond just the relationship itself. Without a purpose, we may demand perfection, leading us to question our commitment during conflicts. God’s Word does not promise that marriages will be perfect. In fact, our experiences affirm this truth. Instead, the keys to a healthy, thriving marriage are perspective and perseverance. Perspective reminds us of the greater purpose—our growth, holiness, and glorification of God. While joy and happiness are part of marriage, they are not its sole purpose.

“Apologize. Actually I apologize. Not the ‘I’m sorry but you also’ kind. Real apology. Then figure out how to share space without killing each other.” “What if he doesn’t come back?” “He’ll come back. He always comes back. But Sarah? You need to stop comparing him to David. That’s not fair to either of you.” Of course, she is. Wow, absolutely correct. Time slips by while we keep talking. Her words steady my racing thoughts. Marriage takes effort, she says. It is not about being perfect. Every mistake teaches something new. The phone clicks off. Silence fills the room as I stay seated. My eyes move across the walls, the furniture, the little things we collected.

I gave him a glance to show how much I was presently wondering if he was in his right senses. “I don’t understand. Are you telling me every werewolf marriage out there was the perfect match? I am yet to find my mate and here I am getting married, so how about you just do your job and make it happen?” “It’s possible to get married to someone who is not your mate.” He replied. “Though the mate marriage is the perfect one, there are werewolves who get married and grow into being the right one for each other.” I scoffed. “Well, that’s definitely not us.”

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 3 Dalvin’s I tapped my elbows, dazedly looking at the documents in front of me. I could read but I guess it was because of that woman who dared to stomp my feet. However I think about it, it’s just aggravating that I didn’t even scold her. Had I been too complacent or charmed? I touched my throbbing forehead, unable to accept the truth that had occurred. How many days had it been— three days since I got married but my supposedly wife is nowhere to be seen?

"That wife is just a tool. She deserves it!" Liam released Chloe and turned back to me. His expression was cold again. "Now you understand, right? Our marriage was a sham from the start. But why did you have to blow it all up?" he demanded. "We each got what we wanted. Couldn't we just leave it at that? You had to come here and make a scene. Are you happy now?" He wasn't guilty for being caught. He was annoyed. Annoyed that I’d crashed his perfect little world.

Without hesitation, he stated, currently, we won't have children. Bianca froze, momentarily, caught off guard by his blunt remark. What's his problem? She thought? Irritation flaring in her chest. Who said anything about having children? She clenched her fists as a wave of anger bubbled up. I'm only going through with this ridiculous marriage to spite Edward and Rebecca. Just the thought of those smug faces makes my blood boil outwardly. She stayed silent. Theo. Turn to her, his voice, calm but distant. This is nothing more than a contract marriage. We'll stay together for a few years, and if it doesn't work out, we part ways.

"Well Mom, in his defense, he has a lot of 'shes' in this house" Devon tried to lighten up the mood of the house. His mom raised her hand in the air as though she was going to punch him but obviously, she wasn't. "Why you!" They then had a light chuckle and finally, his dad spoke. "Alex"? Alex looked right at his dad. "Where is the girl you are rumored to be married to"? "She'll be here shortly". His father was not having it. "You better show her to me or be ready for another blind date".

"I'd rather call this a vacation, honeymoon are for happily married couples" "We're happily married, Alisha.I guess you're among those who wants something that don't exist.....this is a perfect union,we both know where we stand and there would be no emotions to cloud things,you have to realize that I'd never indulge in those bare face lies so stop looking at me as if you're seeking my soul" "I don't know...." He put up a hand cutting her short. "You know what would make this marriage more perfect......you coming into my bed.It really annoys me that we ain't spending this honeymoon as I had planned,we are supposed to be waking up every morning in a tangle of bedsheets,limbs entwined with sate

“You hide the bruises, but we can still see them, hermana. Everyone can.” “Stop it,” Mom whispers. “You should have left him years ago.” “I couldn’t.” Catalina laughs bitterly. “You mean you wouldn’t.” Silence drops heavy between them. I can hear the ticking of the clock, the faint hum of the city outside. Then Mom’s voice comes, barely above a whisper. “Not everyone gets a perfect marriage like you, Catalina. With your perfect husband and your perfect children.” Catalina’s face changes, something sharp flickers through her expression. She leans forward slowly. “There’s no such thing as a perfect marriage,” she says. Her voice is calm now, too calm. “But my husband knows one thing.”