Chapter 39: Vows And Confused Feelings
Their wedding was arranged in the local church and the reception was arranged in the biggest party hall in the town. Everyone in the town was invited—all 543 of them. Her mother’s relatives from her homeland attended the wedding too, and Rory could see that they were not happy.
But she was happy! The spa treatments, the pampering, the gifts, the freedom, and treating her as an adult asking for her opinions...
It was her day—so she was told!
She felt special.
Her grandfather was laughing and chatting with everyone, Liam’s family members were all smiles, and even her grandmother’s perpetual stone face had a small smile probably to keep appearances.
Everything was fun and games for her that day—until her grandfather looked at her with tear-filled eyes and wished her happiness before walking her through the aisle...That’s when her fingers started to tremble as she realized the weight of her wedding day.
I am getting MARRIED!
The happy environment around her didn’t affect her anymore and the sweet scent of the spring flowers did nothing to lift her mood. Her grandfather assured her that everything will be fine thinking that she is nervous like any other woman on her wedding day.
But she was dying inside with guilt.
As she walked down the aisle, her heart pounded looking at Liam standing at the end. He was missing his usual smile and looked like he was sick. After taking a glance at her, he turned away to show her his back.
She started feeling sick too as the priest started to read the vows. Those were not mere words but promises. Those words are to be said to the person one had decided to spend the rest of their life with and should not be taken lightly. How can she, who plans on divorcing say those words in front of God and her kith and kin as if she means it?
Her mother was religious and she had attended church when she was young. She knew that one cannot lie in church as it is a holy place.