• I could hear the quiet laughter outside of the door I was standing infront off, it slowly became quiet as the song "Here Come The Bride" started to play. I took a deep breath and wipped the tears from my eye's. I didn't love this man and I certainly didn't want to be married to him. But, it was for the family, we were in financial difficulty and my mother could only think of this. No men were in my family, so nobody could work. It would be terrible for women in high society work instead of taking care of parties, dinners, and the children. So, marriage was the only appropriate choice, even if I was in love with a different man. I could see the two small little girls walking down the aile throwing petals around with grace, I smiled a little, the Flower Girls looked lovely. It was hard to see through the the small crack in the door, but I could see how serious my fiancee looked. About a week after our engagement, he told me he didn't love me and I would only be good for taking care of his children. He also was in love with someone else, but is father didn't approve of her. Nobody knew about my love except the employes, he isn't part of the high society and it would never be allowed. He was a butler in my families house and nobody ever suspected our secret love. They probably think I'm asking about dinner or my clothing being washed or something like that. But secretly, I would go downstairs where all out employes sleep and be with him. They were fine with it and always kept their word to never tell about my love. Now, it didn't matter, I was getting married and I would be titled a "Man Lover", if I ever cheated on my husband and I would be banished socially forever. When I looked up the doors were slowly opening and I started to walk. I could see my husband look suspicous about the tear marks on my face and I cursed myself for showing evidence that I was having a sad moment. I gave him a look saying, tears of joy and he nodded his head understanding. I bit my lower lip as I reached my soon-to-be-husband and took my place infront of him. I knew he could tell I was sad because he was staring at me hard, a little bit of dissapointment in his eye's. I looked down ashamed until the preacher started to speak. After five minutes of listening, he asked a question.
    "Do you Edward George Vince take Trinity Deisre Alen to be your wife?" The preacher asked.
    Edward looked at me and sighed a little. "I do."
    The preacher nodded his head. "Now, do you Trinity Deisre Alen take Edward George Vince as your husband?" He asked directly towards me.
    Tears streamed down my face. "I-I do..."
    He nodded his head again. "I know present, Edward and Trinity Vince-" He looked at Edward, "You now may kiss the bride."
    Edward kissed my lips with no feeling coming out of them, no love, nothing at all. I slightly kissed him back to let him know that I would try, he stopped kissing me and nodded his head. Everyone started to cheer.