The Day I Marry Without You
The elders in the family are big on good omens, insisting we pick a nice date for the wedding for good luck. But after a fortune teller proposes nine potential wedding dates, Edward Colton turns every single one down.
It's the tenth time now. Edward shakes his head yet again.
I gaze at his handsome face and blurt out, "I think this date is perfect."
Edward is busy scrolling through messages in his group chat, not even bothering to glance up at me. "This date won't work. Jolene and the others just mentioned they want to go to Hallibay for vacation. Turn down your mom's suggestion."
I curl my fingers tight.
His eyes remain fixed on his phone screen, as if he has endless conversations to tend to.
I call his name abruptly, "Edward Colton."
He lets out a distracted hum in response.
"This is the tenth suggestion. It's perfect. I don't want to miss this date. I'm getting married on this day."
He finally spares me a glance, studying me intently for a few seconds before letting out a soft chuckle. "I won't even be around on that day. Who are you going to marry?"
He then brushes me off dismissively. "Alright. Stop throwing a fit. Tell your mom to pick another date. None of the dates she picked are good."
I smile faintly. After suggesting ten supposedly lucky dates, Edward thinks none are good.
So, I decide not to push him further.
I lower my head and reply to my mom, "This date is good. We'll hold the wedding on this day."