My Fake Marriage
orward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and t
half standing across from him, his beautiful bride. Everyone in attendance smiled towards the two main characters in the middle
utiful face, wearing a gorgeous and lavish wedding dress, was smiling happil
forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and
ving witness to the beautiful love of the two w
in front of the congregation, and may He shower His divine blessin
all the witnesses wholehea
me
s if the person was on the verge of tears. Yet, in t
watched the newlyw
tried to smile and join others in congratulating the couple on their
e girl, acting like she's some
viously, they spoke loud enough for me to hear. They wanted to show me how detestabl
ch remarks. Hence, I no longe
n like this - meek, hu
left me for
rings was once my fiance.
face that once looked upon me with care an
her. You'll ble
o express my anger. But I just
ised m
nd in hand, the bride's triumphant
me. I hope you e
tions, I responded
u both a joyful wedding an
iends do, with no hint of pas
is hand away from mine, whispering in a pla
his face full of apologies, "Plea
nce close to now rely on someone e
uly over
is Alice
an arrangement our families had made. But when my father's company went bankrupt, everything changed. My brother and I had t
s family proposed breaking off our engagement. Th
egister their wo
've only ever see
attered at
as a mere illusion. I had reveled in luxuri
ht to own anything,
my mind spinning. I sighed and pat
I wasn't we
e that in my drunken stat
are
er my bare body, staring in horror at
st happ
t up, silent to a
I couldn't even determine if he was truly conscious, as his rigid demeanor made me
it seemed as though fate had other plans for me. A hoarse voice, sounding as if it had
te, failed
ha
d he was answering my earlier question. I bit my lip, a bad habit I resort to when flustered. I had neve
plies I'm not normal. Calm down, Alice.
ed, or I'd be living with lifelong regret. Recalling this, I turned to look at the so-called wanderer on the bed, my tho
also a girl with some beauty, so the man who sleeps with me probably won't criticize
current situation, I'm the one causing harm to others. I pat my head, lost in deep thoughts. Inste
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