Story Of A Marriage Novels & Stories

I looked‍ at her, and for⁠ the first‍ tim‍e in⁠ a l‌ong time, I felt comple⁠tely undone. I turned toward the micro⁠phones. “Tha⁠t’s the truth,” I sai⁠d. “‌Our marriag‌e isn’t⁠ a s‌tory for y⁠our h⁠eadlines. It‍’s not a st‍rategy‌ or a scandal. It’s two people who foun‌d each othe‌r‍ when t‌hey were‍n’t supposed to — and decided to stay.”

Aurora said, walking to the window. "They want a story," Liam corrected. "And they're right. It's a good story." "It's fiction," she said. "Is it?" He walked over to her. He stood behind her, looking out at the city. "We're living together," he said. "We're raising a son. We're building a business. We're... in love." He touched her shoulder. "Is marriage really such a fiction?" Aurora turned. She looked up at him. "Marriage is a contract," she said. "And contracts can be broken."

His friend just stared at him intently for a while, and then took a deep breath. “Well,” he mumbled later. “I used to think that my love story is the most complicated story among all couples. In fact, yours is more complicated and full of secrets.” Mike leaned back on the sofa. “But a marriage must be based on the complete honesty of both partners, Aaron; otherwise the marriage has no foundation.” Mike looked at Aaron who was just silent. “I married Lia at that time, after we both confessed our love, after there were no obstacles and secrets between the two of us. Because of that, we were able to go through everything well until now, supporting and loving each other.”

Finally, after 1 month of marriage, the couple had to depart from their family members as there was a shortage in Amreet’s leave. Amreet’s same old routine started, but, something new that was added to his life was Anjana’s presence. As compared to before, Amreet seems more enthusiastic, energetic as well as happy. The first day in his office was passing in hardship, as he was waiting to come home as early as possible where he could meet his lovely wife. While, on the other hand, Anjana’s day was spent arranging the house and organizing each and everything.

"We were lucky enough to meet each other, and we just need to get what we need out of this marriage. Why not?" When she didn't say anything, he continued, "We don't have to interfere in each other's lives after marriage. I'm always busy with work, so marriage has never been on my to-do list. It's too bad I have a mischievous grandfather who doesn't agree with that. "We can both take this opportunity to get both our families off our backs. Blind dates are quite a waste of time, after all." Spencer ended his speech. He sounded like he'd been on more dates than he would've liked.

He usually does that whenever he’s nervous, concerned, or trying to keep his mind busy. “Mom, dad…there’s something I’d like to tell you” I started, they both stood from the dining table inside the kitchen. I gulped, looking at their worried faces. “Harris and I, we weren’t really married, everything was fake, it was just a fake marriage contract…” I said, their eyes widened, as my father approached me, mom covered her mouth from shock. “everything was fake…” I added, as tears started to prick at the corners of my cheeks, my eyes studying their facial expressions…

"Willow, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Out of nowhere, my nose started to sting and my eyes welled up with tears. I never imagined I would meet someone who looked at me like I was their whole world. And I certainly never thought that an arranged marriage would lead me to somewhere I felt safe and loved instead of completely miserable. When the officiant asked if I was willing to marry Nathan, I didn't hesitate. I nodded and said yes. The officiant joked, "The groom may be a powerhouse in the business world, but today he's a total softie!"

They won't forget me, never! One and a half years of marriage. It could not be bad. But the thing was Grace's reaction. I was so sure she would end up hating me for lying to her. Would she understand it was an arranged marriage? But the damage of lying in the first place was unforgivable. My hand was searching in my pocket, just like the dress had a pocket. Grateful that I was not easily tempted to taste again something I should not get addicted to. It won't help me in this situation.

And so, barely six weeks later, Tara returned with news of pregnancy. Neither of them was ready to parent, but their parents were more than willing to grandparent. Good thing Tara’s family and the Caldwells had the same goals; they were also business partners. Both families concluded that they were both tied in matrimony. And so, three years and two children later, they played their parts to perfection. The loving couple and doting parents, who behind closed doors, were as distant from each other as the north and south poles. ❀️❀️❀️

"You will be in it for the money. See him as a bank and the money he'd give you as a loan. He needs you for his own personal reasons and you need him. You're both using each other Lila, nothing is wrong with that." Lila shook her head at that. "Everything is wrong with it Ema." She said as he sat down on the couch. "I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't."