Wed or not to wed

Dressed in a wedding gown, she looked at herself in the mirror. She was not sure about the step she was taking. Getting married at a church was not something she really wanted.

The guests were already at the atrium, waiting for the bride to walk the aisle. She was anxious. Something had to be done. She didn’t want to betray her own beliefs. She decided to ask him for the last time and went to his chamber.

He opened the door, and she timidly asked: “Do we really need to get married through a religious rite?”

– “Of course!” he yelled while slamming the door at her.

She sighed nervously. And knocked again.

– “What is it now?”

– “But I am not sure about this step, honey…”

– “Listen, I got married once before. You’re just getting cold feet.”

– “What do you mean “you got married once before”?”

– “Yes, didn’t I tell you? I got married and we divorced 2 years later…i am sure I told you.”

– “No…you didn’t” – she paused and continued “We can’t get married then!”

– “Why not?”

– “There’s no divorce. Religiously, you are still married!”

– “Dumb politics. My uncle is the right hand to the archbishop, He will take care of it. Don’t worry. Besides, all the guests are here, We’ve already paid a lot of money and I am not going to be the joke of the year! Go back to your chamber and get ready,” and pushed her away.

She started walking away. She didn’t want to do it. His answer had been a light to what her future with him was going to be. Her heart told her to stop. She went back. This time, he was furious. She looked at him.

– WHAT DO YOU WANT?

She took her engagement ring off and gave it to him. He stared at her. She turned around and walked away. No word was said.

The sun was shining bright and the air was clear…