A Forgotten Marriage
" ugh! It's impossible! ", I said as I pulled out the ring off my hand, " why am I so loyal to someone whom I don't even know or remember? "
Probably a month ago, I had met a guy in a bar. Full drunk and hazy eyes couldn't remember his face but I clearly remembered his talk. I had fallen for this guy in an instant and when he twirled around the dance floor, drunk out of his mind and kneeled down in front of me proposing me for marriage. I had said yes.
We even kissed.
That's all I remember from that night.
The next morning I woke up on my bed, hungover and a ring on my hand.
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(No this isn't what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. They weren't actually married. They just exchanged rings)
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