WITH YOU

02

The wedding was actually not all that. I guess my husband wanted something simple.

No one even informed me of the changes.

When I voiced out my displeasement, he told me to get used to it. What an asshole!

I received the talk from my mother and how badly she wanted to be a grandmother.

Well, I don't know how to get it into her head that sex is best enjoyed when the people involved agree to it, you know?

The reception was lively, and even though it wasn't grand, it was cute and fun.

I met up with Irene and she gave me a big hug.

"I'm going to miss you," she says.

"It's not like I'm going far away," I chuckle.

"I thought maybe a honeymoon outside the country was the plan," She says.

"We apparently don't like each other. Irene, he kissed me on the cheek," I rolled my eyes.

"He was saving the kiss for tonight," she says and laughs.

"There's not going to be a tonight," I say.

"Stop being negative. Smile, he's coming," she says, hitting me.

I don't know where her excitement is even coming from.

"I'd rather burn the sea," I say, and she hits my arm.

"It's time to go," he says and encircles my waist with his arm.

I know this is all for show, but I'll just play along. This was starting to feel real. His strong grip on my waist and hips was making me melt.

I waved everyone and even my parents.

I spotted someone behind a pillar. It was my sister and she made a heart with her hand.

What was she even doing here? When I blinked, she was gone. I brushed that off and entered the car.

It was his BMW, and he was driving.

"Are we off to your family house?" I ask, trying to start a conversation.

"No, mine," he says, and it clearly shows he didn't want to talk.

Okay, Mr. Grumpy. Your attitude has to change.

I just stared at the tainted glass. The dress was starting to feel heavy and itchy. I just want to be out of it.

We have been on the road for a long time now, and the only thing talking was music.

"When are we--,"

He cut me off,"We'll be there in ten minutes. Don't talk, just continue being quiet," he says, and I just look away.

In ten minutes, we arrived at a penthouse, and it was huge. The glass windows were amazing.

The gates opened as we approached. Guards were at every corner of the house, all dressed in a black suit.