Marked By Him
The words hung in the air like a grenade with a removed pin.
I stared at him. "What?"
"Three days," he repeated, as if I was simple. "We'll be married."
"No." The refusal came out immediately. "No, absolutely not. The contract is enough, why on earth do we need to do a stupid-
"The contract you signed includes a wedding," he cut me off calmly, picking his pen back up. "Having a legal marriage doesn't preclude an actual ceremony. In fact, I insist on one."
"You insist?" I laughed, a sharp, brittle sound. "You don't get to insist anything with me. I'm not some possession you can just… just decree into existence. I didn't agree to a wedding, I agreed to a contract."
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