It's Better To Marry Than Burn Novels & Stories

Wendy handled her like a pro, keeping my world spinning without a hitch. However, at the wedding, Ella lost it, crashed the party, and started flinging insults like confetti. "Jim, it all makes sense now. You're so eager to divorce me because you've been fooling around with this homewrecker. How long have you two been sneaking around behind my back?" Wendy slipped her arm through mine, beaming with a smile. "Not everyone gets their kicks from cheating like you do. We've got our principles, you know."

mutters someone to my right. "She'll marry herself," laughs a blonde girl. "She and her ego can get married and spend their lives together." I look nervously at the empty altar, no one is there waiting for me. Did I make a mistake? Did I fall for Levi's lies? "Shame on her! Who would want to marry her after this," says another woman in the sea of whispers, "She will never live this down, no matter how much money her family has." I remind myself to keep calm. There are many who have come just to see me fail. Sebastian has a million admirers, after all. But I will not let them see me defeated.

“ sweetie, its normal and listen to me if you think that you are not ready for marriage now please don’t let anyone pressurize you into doing what you don’t want to do. Marriage is not like courtship were you can call quits whenever you want. It’s much more serious and complicated, sometimes it’s beautiful and sometimes it’s ugly but always make sure that the beautiful side of it remains stronger or else the marriage becomes bitter. Try to know whom you plan to spend your life with okay ?” “ of course mom, I understand.” “ Good. I'm glad to see that you have someone who keeps to you happy my dear and I pray your happiness lasts forever.”

“Tay, the bougainvilleas have more flowers now, don’t they?” “The weather’s been good,” he said, wiping sweat from his brow. “Just enough rain, just enough sun. People should be like that too—enough effort, enough rest, and they’ll flourish.” He always found a way to sneak in a life lesson. My gaze drifted to the mansion a few meters away from our quarters. Its windows were tall, grand, and almost shouting wealth and history. Sometimes I’d hear Madam Sofia’s piano, sometimes I’d see their curtains dancing in the wind. The place was quiet, but heavy too—like it was guarding its own secrets.

Let's part ways peacefully. People said marrying beneath oneself was like stepping in mud. Messy as it was, it could eventually be wiped away. Marrying someone out of one's league, however, was like walking barefoot through fire. It scorched the heart and left the soul in ashes. "Damn it, Winter! After committing such a disgrace, how dare you talk about ending our marriage peacefully?" Joshua growled, clamping down on her pale fingers. His eyes were bloodshot as he hissed, "Do you understand what it costs to betray me? Can you even bear the price?"

He said leaning back. “Yeah!” I mumbled. “You are really not trying right?” he asked in a serious tone. “What?” I asked him frowning. “You are not trying to make the best of this marriage right?” he asked again. “It’s nothing like that. We are good.” I replied. “Good? Good is not a good thing in a marriage, friend. Even when it is best it has some dangerous situation so good is not at all good.” He said, and I frowned understanding his words.

“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.

, " Stop what you're trying to do, you ruined her first marriage don't...." " Ahhh", she shouted fuming in anger as her words kept getting on her nerves, " can you just learn how to mind your own business? I didn't ruin any marriage, I was just trying to avoid marriage and I'm ready for it now, it was always mine, and I'm going to take it", " Even if the fire burns you?", " How can fire burn fire", she said with determination, her eyes widened with utmost desire and greed, " if I can't have him, then no one will ".

“And what exactly does emerald say about me?” “You look expensive. And dangerous.” I smiled. “Is that what you want on your arm tonight?” “It’s what I married. Smile. Be silent. Be beautiful.” His mouth twitched. “And observe. You’re good at that, aren’t you?” Too good. “See you tonight, husband.” I walked away first this time. But I could still feel his eyes on my back as if they were hands. And I didn’t look back.

He scratched his unkempt moustache, cleared his throat and responded courteously. “There isn’t bad intention for making a choice when one is about to marry. I know you are planning to own your own family and someday have kids. It is quite better to marry than to burn. If a man marries or makes his personal choice, he must look before he leaps, lest he jumps into a great ditch that would affect his life throughout. I would not obstruct your good ambition; the growth of manhood requires an obedient mate. It is good to get married than going about with all these stripteases that walk the street lanes. I would not encourage you to engage with someone who makes you unhappy in life, through underr