So We Got Married - Episode 12
4 years ago.
I looked down at my hydrangeas, my Cinderella dress sweeping the floor as I took steps toward the handsome groom in a beautiful piece of black Italian tuxedo, which I was distracted from because of the deep sets of dimples he was flashing at me. Whoever had heard of a brother being the best man at his own sister’s wedding.
I did.
Jimmy was there equally exposing the neat set of flashy white teeth. It was impossible to convince anyone they were legit natural as much as that was true . I don’t remember ever being so happy before. Few ever got to marry their first love. Beautiful as I was I never seriously dated anyone. I honestly don’t understand why. I went on dates but all of them ended at that, the first date. In the practical sense he was my one and only.
I breathed in and let my dad take my hand and walk me down the aisle to my soul mate. Mum head cocked ahead and it warmed my heart to see how proud she was of me. I took my time and did the steps only as I had imagined in my head and I did not disappoint myself.
We did the vows and I meant every word. The look in his eyes showed he did too. There had never been a perfect moment in my life
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. Well not until I read the whole new testament in one night and ran to the church to get baptized the next day.
Present Day
I smiled.
“Where did you go?” Charity asked jolting me back from my thoughts.
I smiled again.
“Must be a fun memory.”
“I read the new testament in one night and the next day I ran to the church like a mad woman to get baptized. I thought the day I got married was the happiest day of my life but clearly I was wrong.”
“You really love Uri.”
“To be honest, I don’t know anything apart from loving him.”
“I was once like you.”
“Really.”
“What..? I can love too”
“You are too tough too fall in love charity.”
She laughed.
“Nobody is too tough for love my child. As they say, even the wisest among us bow under the heavy weight of love. God is love.”
“So what happened between you and your love?”
“He was my high school sweet heart, we got married on the beach. It was my dream wedding. I still remember the scent of the sand. We were in the third year of our marriage when we were told by the doctors I could not have kids. At first I was the one who was worked up about it. I spent my time and invested on everything to get a solution for my childlessness while Thomas talk me down of it. He kept telling me that he was my husband with or without kids. I finally got to a point of understanding my condition.
Read " Made " by the same author ( DORSILA ANYANGO )
. Ten years after our wedding I discovered he had another family. Two boys. One was seven years and another one three years old.”
“Am so sorry.” I said reaching out to touch her hand. She smiled weakly then withdrew her hand and continue taking her breakfast.
“What’s her name?” She asked.
“What?”
“The other woman.”
“Joyce. Her name is Joyce.” I said forking my sausage.
“Joyce did this, Joyce said that. Joyce, Joyce that.” I placed my fork down. “I feel like throwing up just talking about her.”
“Resentment is not the cure.”
“I know, but I can’t help it. My head is screaming Joyce. I need to use the bathroom”
I stood from my chair and rushed to the nearest bathroom. I did not know hatred could be so strong. Every time I thought about the name Joyce all I wanted to do was throw up and on a morning like this, I indeed threw up.
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Gbam!. She's pregnant
Hehe
Michael I agree with you, she's pregnant . I'm glad she didn't get into an accident but rather met an older woman she's confided in. Well done Dorsila.
I pray that she's pregnant oooo, so that Uri will come back home again and that husband snatchers like that Joyce will pack aside
Hehe okay Dalapo
Mmmmm, madam cookie don enter for oven oooo chaaaai, joyce your days are numbered ooo