sinking ships - succession

chapter six

       When she married Jack, she wasn't nervous or scared, she was happy. It was actually the happiest moment of her life to walk down that aisle. It was like she knew it was something she was always meant to do; like they were fated.

Jack had proposed to her a couple of months after the RECNY Ball they went to. He took her to the place where they shared their first kiss and then he proposed. She had said yes immediately without hesitation. The wedding took place only a month later.

She was only twenty years old and she was getting married. She was the first of her siblings to do so. She was young and in love and she was ever so excited.

          Her wedding was a small affair that only included family. She didn't want the press to know quite yet and make their wedding along with their marriage a media circus. And her marriage to Jack would not be entertainment to the masses. She was also still a bit nervous that her fame would scare Jack away. But after today, nothing ever would.

            Rose was wearing a wedding dress she created. It was a short one that only went to her knees. Her hair was straightened and the reddish rouge of her hair matched her lipstick.

              It was a little tiny church they got married in but it had a lot of heart. She was in the waiting area outside the entrance to the aisle. She was peeking through the cracks of the door and she saw everyone; even Uncle Ewan came. She saw Jack waiting at the altar. He was smiling which made her smile before she turned back to her father who would be walking her down the aisle.

           "Rosebud," he looked at her carefully, almost like he was afraid. Logan Roy, the titan, afraid. She wouldn't have ever believed her father could get scared if it hadn't happened right in front of her eyes. "If you want to back out of this at any moment, you just say the word."

          "I'm okay, Dad," she still wore her smile.

          "I know you're young and in love. I know the feeling," Logan started to argue. "But just humor your old man for a moment. Would it really so bad to wait like five, ten years or maybe..."

          "Dad," she scolded.

           "Alright, alright," he waved his hand. "Let's just get this show on the road before I decide he's not worthy of you. Again."

          Within a few minutes, she walked down the aisle and her father gave her away. Her eyes never once wavered from Jack all the way down the aisle and as they said their vows.

"I promise to love you, Rose Roy," he slid the ring onto her finger. "Forever and ever."

"And I promise to love you, Jack Landon, forevermore."

And then they sealed their vows with a kiss. There was clapping from the crowd. But she didn't hear anything as she got dizzy from one simple, short kiss. When they pulled away, she couldn't stop staring into his dark blue eyes, the ones that were now hers to stare into forever.

             There was a small reception. She had danced with Jack for mostly the whole night. She wore a soft little smile on her face the whole time. Kendall and Roman made a bet about how long they'd last. They both lost.

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          A month passed since the chaotic therapy session. It was now time for the wedding of her sister. She debated whether she should even go but she really did not want the media questioning why she didn't go; it would only make her think of the bad memories.