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She now has cute frown on her face. I spoke gently ''Siya. I don't know how to say this but we both got married last night. I wasn't the one who kidnapped you but one of my dadaji's old friend or you can say enemy. He tricked my family and you as well. After kidnapping you from orphanage he injected drugs into you and we both got married. He told me that you are orphan and also uneducated but don't worry I will never treat you bad. You are my wife and no one can change that fact. I will be your family. I know this is sudden to you but we have to accept it. In my family we don't do divorce.'' She was shocked with all the explanations. No worries. She is still digesting news of marriage. I gav

My younger sister and I were married on the same day. I was married to Soren Doyle, a fire captain, and Juliet was married to Zach Lennon, who worked as a cop. As our husbands were childhood friends, we decided to buy neighboring apartments in the same unit. Not long after the wedding, Juliet and I got pregnant. Ten days away from my due date, a fire broke out in my apartment. My place was filled with heavy smoke. The smoke triggered my contractions, and blood trickled down my legs.

After our first trip to Bali, we visited three more times in the last two years, and now we’re back for our wedding. We’ve shared some of our greatest moments here, and it’s also where Chris is living full time with Sienna. The decision was easy. “Maybe someday,” I whisper, still trying to fight the emotional tidal wave of seeing her here at my wedding. In many ways, Joanne has been like a mother figure to me. My own mother isn’t here because she’s not interested in sweating profusely, and I still haven’t quite forgiven my father. We’ve begun speaking, but it’s minimal, and I’m not sure yet if I am truly interested in repairing that relationship.

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I asked, presuming the worst. "No," he said, amusement audible in his voice. "We have… a different type of work to do." "Like what?" My mind restlessly processed through the issues I might have forgotten about. "Our wedding." He chuckled. "Oh…" Was it weird that I stopped thinking about the fact that we needed to actually get married to become husband and wife? Contractual married looked a whole lot simpler in romances and dramas. Two people went to the registry office, signed papers, got their stamps, and were married. Aren needed proof that our relationship was genuine, although I still wasn't sure how far he was willing to go to prove that. Luckily, we had no problems with our intimacy an

Keerthi sighs as she sat at her desk, feeling comfortable and at home, closing her eyes. Her husband was a fine man, she thought. Thought he had his moments,he was nice most of the time. His style of speaking and addressing things was different from her. She felt Okay with him. She shakes her head, getting her thoughts out of her head as she concentrates on her work. Her colleagues congratulate her on her marriage. Though she outwardly thanked them, she didn't really know if getting married was a congratulatory event. So far,she didn't particularly like it. But then, she didn't dislike it too. She was uncomfortable though, very much. She loved her work,it helped her get distracted from all h

I understand the pressure of the workplace and support his career, so I take on all the housework voluntarily, keeping our home tidy and organized so he can relax when he comes home. Our life is plain and routine, without dramatic ups and downs or messy conflicts. To outsiders, we are just an ordinary young couple. The only thing is that busyness has reduced our time together, and most of our conversations are about daily chores, with less of the intimate interaction we had when dating. But this is common in adult marriages, and I never thought anything bad of it. Our third wedding anniversary was in one week. I wanted to prepare a gift quietly to add a little ceremony to our dull life. Usin

After repacking her bag she came across a journal book that had a pen holder. She flashed back to the day she received the Journal from Gemma no. She was joyful for a moment until she remembered what happened last night. She couldn't help but shed a tear. As soon as she got over the feeling of sadness she slid the pen out of its holder placed; The wedding Journal in front of her, opened the leather-bound journal,l and opened the first page. The writing prompt was; 🌹A bride must always be organized 🌹 She looked at the heading for a moment and took a deep breath and decided to take the plunge, she took the pen in between her thumb and index fingertips and started writing.

Angel's rejection seemed to be in front of Sean's eyes again. Sean's finger moved over his phone. The concept of marriage offered is very diverse, ranging from outdoor-indoor with a variety of interesting choices. Of the many photos sent by the wedding organizer, there is one that managed to make Sean stunned for a long time. For some reason Sean believed that Angel would like the outdoor concept with lots of flowers. Maybe Angel will agree more with the forest concept than the cathedral venue.

I wished time could halt, granting us an eternity of joyous moments. When she hid, I sought. I vowed never to let her slip away again, not in this life or a million, billion, or gazillion years. My love for Aceia and our kids ran deep, and I pledged to give them everything the world had to offer. In this moment, the marriage that started as a deal had finally transformed into a union of genuine love.