We're Married Novels & Stories

He said. "Okay let's do this and I still want a big wedding when we go back home." I said to him. Just like that, we were married. We were planning on staying a little longer but now it seems like we might have to go home. I don't know what is happening but I know that whatever it is, it is not good.

Then decided to start up a conversation. “Where are we going?” I asked. “A restaurant.” “Wow. Very specific.” I leaned back. “This is our first ‘official’ outing, isn’t it?” “Yes.” “And we’re just… going to act like a normal married couple?” Quin turned his head slightly toward me. “We are a married couple.” “Fake.” " It's legally valid. So stop deceving yourself.” “That’s not the same thing.” “It is to everyone else.” I frowned slightly. “That doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

"I wouldn't change anything because it all led to this." We pulled up to Alexander's apartment building. Soon it would be our apartment together. Tomorrow we'd leave for our Mediterranean honeymoon. Two weeks of just being together without work or stress. But tonight was about celebrating everything we'd built and everything we were becoming. The company announcement. The marriage. The partnership in every sense of that word. "Ready for forever?" Alexander asked as we headed inside. "So ready." I smiled up at my husband. "Let's build something amazing together." And we would. In business and in marriage and in every part of our lives.

Hell, we do more dirty things together. “So, does our marriage actually count as a marriage?” It didn't quite make sense but it made a lot of sense to me. “What do you mean? We are legally married, Eliana. Of course it counts.” I kept silent, picking a tiny piece of egg left on my plate and munched on it. “Then why haven't we consummated our marriage?” He choked on his water and I fought back my laughter. “What are we? Back in the 1700’s? We're married, love. Besides, now is not the right time—”

" How can you talk like this?? " " I talk like this only, sweetheart and it is the first time I am talking to you in the right way. We are married... And this is way too normal for a married couple. " " We are not a normal married couple." " Oh yes, we are special... We got married twice, legally and traditionally. So we are more married than other couples. " " No... Jiju was saying... " " Forget what was he saying, just remember what I say. We are married and we are going to stay like that, come what may. So forget about divorce and concentrate on the fact that we love each other. "

But we are married and we are really happy. Chris: How many years have you both spend together? Mallory: 39 years. Chris: Really! I thought you are a newly wedded couple. Mallory: Oh no, we married 39 years ago. We'd had our hard times but we eventually got together and we are happy. Do you wanna know our story? Chris: Why not, please.

Not about this. I'd made my decision. Our marriage was over.

She spoke softly, “Isn’t it happening soon? Once we get our marriage registered, we’ll officially be husband and wife. “By the way, I still have yet to take a proper look at our new home. Last time we went, I only took a quick look around.”

I exclaimed. "He wasn't ready to be married but we made them with Trisha's family. We will be just observing for now and giving advice s only when it needed," my husband said again.

Rage threatens to blur my vision as he walks to the wine bar and picks up a bottle, taking a clean glass along before corking it open and pouring a decent amount of the red liquid into the glass. “The part that knows we’re married, and a couple.” I run my fingers through my hair in frustration, a thin line holding me back from losing my mind. “ This is not a f*ck*ng real marriage, and we’re not a couple!” I cry out, desperate to get the information into his thick head. He shrugs, bringing the glass to his lips and taking a sip. “Couples live together, Peony. And that’s exactly what we’re doing, isn’t it?” He turns to me, a smug smile playing on his lips.