THE CROWDED MARRIAGE

Chapter 1

Maeve Dominique Valencia
- present - 

Soon, I will get married to Ivory Kyson Mortimeroz. He will become my husband.

My lips form a lovely smile while remembering him.

Finally, I get to be with the man I want.

He actually invited me even before the announcement of our engagement. It was really unexpected that he called me.

I even prepared for later. Although I have always been extra, today was different.

"Althea, what do you think? Is it okay to wear this? Or this?"

I took out a lot of dresses I haven't used yet, but in the end, I got conflicted with the two amazing dresses I got from my huge closet.

"Senyorita, ito po."

I faced the body mirror in my closet. I even pouted my lips when I saw my myself while putting on the dress that Althea chose.

I'm holding its hanger while lining it up in front of me to see if it's good in my sight while looking at my reflection in the mirror.

"Why did you choose this though?" I asked while holding in my left hand what Althea wanted me to wear, and the other option I have is in my right hand.

I saw Althea's reflection in the mirror. She gave me a small smile while looking at me.

"Mas simple po kasi kayong tignan, senyorita Maeve."

I frowned at her reason.

"Okay, I'll choose this one." I let go of the dress that Althea chose, although it was pretty on me, but... "I don't want to look simple," I added.

I've always made myself extra... but it was different now. I took extra care of myself to look more presentable to my future fiance.

And I got to the address he told me about. I was the one who came first, but it was alright with me. Masyado akong napaaga ng dating, alam kong darating din naman agad siya sa binigay niyang time dahil ang pagkakakilala ko sa kanya ay hindi siya late person. He's always on time.

But when he came, it was different from all my fantasies.

It was the worst. I'm just glad I'm too good at handling that kind of shit.

He just said in front of me that he will never love me and that he has a girlfriend. Then he left me.

He just paid for everything that we didn't even have to taste.

I look at the waiter. I gave him a small smile.

"I'll just leave. You can have the food, give it back, or throw it away. I'm going to leave," I muttered.

The waiter was stunned by my sudden statement.

Even with my pride getting crumpled on, I stood up with confidence and left the place gracefully, like Ivory didn't just make me embarrassed in front of my face.

I'm just glad we're in the private room. The owner of the restaurant and the waiter will only get to know what happened.

Then I just decided to go to Singapore to shop. I need to let out this frustration of mine by shopping for whatever I want. I don't want to go to our mansion with a heavy face.

I'm just glad I drove alone here with my car. I booked an unexpected flight.

And one of my friends, who was a flight attendant, was on the plane I was on, coincidentally.

Isha looked at me with her left brow lifted. She stared at me from my face down to my heels.

"You are always extra when it comes to your clothes, but you are more extra extra today," she exaggeratedly uttered to me.