/Myrtle's Point of View/
Today is the day.
A day that most people await.
Today is my wedding.
Bells, bells, bells.
Flowers and roses everywhere.
As I stepped inside the venue, all eyes were on me, as if they were really anticipating the bride of the billionaire.
The place was just so magnificent. The decorations were full of white cloth and gold ornaments everywhere! Even if I expected something like this, I'm still surprised.
Even if this wedding is so elegant, I don't feel love.
I didn't feel anything in my heart. All I felt was sorry. I feel ashamed because I lied to my family. I feel sorry for my mom because I can't pay her bills with my own money.
But Sean was standing there beside his dad like he was the happiest groom in this world. He was looking at me with his teary blue eyes.
Why is he crying?
I walked down the aisle while my papa held my hand. Papa and my siblings were so happy to see me, and I forced a smile to show them that I was pleased with my decision.
I shouldn't have any regrets.
When papa finally gave my hand to Sean, I looked at Sean and smiled at him. He looked at me and mouthed something, but I couldn't understand because I felt overwhelmed.
After vows, which I had already practiced the night before this day, Sean gently took off my veil.
"I'll kiss you now," he mumbled and gently landed his lips on mine.
I told myself that it was just for this wedding and nothing else.
As our lips were against each other, the crowds went wild, as if this was their most awaited moment.
Is the kiss the only thing they're looking forward to?
I pulled myself away from Sean when I realized it had been too long. I felt awkward.
HOW COULD YOU EVEN KISS SOMEONE IN FRONT OF YOUR FAMILY WHO BIRTHED AND RAISED YOU?
It was so mortifying, to be honest.
Everyone was so happy and cheerful. Champagnes were flowing, confetti popping, and screams everywhere.
This is what weddings look like, huh? Is that why people love weddings because it's fun?
But the natural catastrophe starts after a wedding. It is when you will come to know your partner's true colors.
Some people get married because they think their partners are really compatible with them. During the marriage, they realize that they didn't really want each other and get divorced.
Just how pathetic is that?
Sean and I were sitting beside each other while the crows were dancing and eating and literally having fun. I was just watching them as they filled their hearts with joy.
"What do you feel, Myrtle?" Sean asked me, and he suddenly held my hand. After that, he kissed the back of my hand.
I was startled by his sudden action.
"Oh, I feel fine. After all, this day is going to end," I replied.
He gently placed my hand back on my lap, and he lowered his face to mine.
"I can't believe you're my wife now, Myrtle," he said and plastered a genuine grin. I can see that he is definitely happy.
"I can't believe it either. I'm married to a very haughty billionaire," I responded and smirked at him.
He chuckled and moved away. "I'm not haughty, Myrtle."
Whatever you say.
I looked at my siblings, and they were also having fun playing along with the other kids. I smiled at that sight.
Then, I glanced at Sean's parents. His dad was certainly kind. I met his dad yesterday when I was walking with Sean in town. Sean's dad kept smiling and laughing. He has a very cheerful personality, and he gets along with people quickly.
Unlike Sean, his dad is unexpectedly loud and humble.
On the other hand, Sean's mom...
She looks so scary.
She has this stern look on her face that could wobble someone's leg just by her directly staring right into a person's soul.
I never saw her look at me. Even when I was walking down the aisle, she just looked at my dress, but not my eyes.
"Sean, is your mom mad at me?" I asked Sean in curiosity. I couldn't live my life like this if someone hates me unprovoked.
"Hmm, she looks like that most of the time. I couldn't tell what her real emotions were. But don't worry, my mom is still a good person, sometimes."
Sean's descriptions about his mom made me even more frightened.
"Myrtle, my daughter." Papa ran towards me and hugged me in all arms. When I looked at papa, I realized that his eyes were swollen because he had been crying since last night.
"Oh, papa. Don't worry, I'm going to be an excellent wife," I told papa and gave a sideways glance at Sean.
"I know that Myrtle, but I can't believe my daughter has finally married! You've grown so much!"
He kept crying his eyes out in happiness, and I couldn't even feel like crying right now.
My dream of a wedding was never like this. I dreamt that my family would all be at my wedding as I exchange vows with the man I love. Unfortunately, mom's not here, and I just gave my vows to someone I don't love.
I chose this. This was my decision, so I should be accountable for it!
What could be mom's reaction once she found out I was married while she was bedridden? How will all these people react once they find out that I'm divorcing my husband one day?
"My wife, please have a dance with me." Sean suddenly popped in front of me, with his hand asking for my hand.
I gladly accepted his offer, and we went to the dance floor. The lights were on us, and everybody was looking at us.
I followed Sean's movements and gracefully moved as he guided me. He's too close to me that I can hear his heart beating. It's beating so fast.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, and he nodded at me with a reassuring smile.
We kept dancing like there were no other people around us. I kept staring at his eyes while we moved across the dance floor. I was never this good at dancing, but with him, I became better.
As the music stopped, Sean looked at me and planted a soft kiss on my forehead.
Why am I being flustered?
Why did he have to do that out of the blue? Was that a part of the script?
After we finished dancing, we went back to our seats, and I was still feeling flustered.
That was just a tiny act, but he made my heart burst.
"Whatever you want, my wife, I'll give it to you," he spoke as we sat down.
I just looked at him, confused because of his actions towards me.
Why is he doing this? Is he making me fall in love with him so that I will have a hard time divorcing him?
Hah, if he thinks it that way.
I won't fall in love with him.
"Sean." I heard a strict voice of a woman. I looked at where the voice came from, from Sean's mom.
Sean's mom is now right in front of us, throwing dagger stares at Sean.
Why isn't she looking at me? Can't she see me? Am I invisible?
"Mom," Sean replied and attempted to hug his mom, but his mom immediately slapped Sean's hand away.
I was startled. Why did she do that?
"Mom, please don't cause a commotion here," Sean spoke in a serious voice as well.
"I am not causing a commotion. You are. How dare you marry such a low life of a girl?!"
I felt like I was stabbed all over my body. Those words were the most painful words I ever received in my whole life.
How dare she call me a low life.
I just looked at the ground and kept myself from crying.
No, Myrtle. Don't cry right in front of the people. They're going to think something wrong is happening.
I bit my lip and still maintained my stare at the ground.
"I thought we already talked about this, mom. You don't have a say about my marriage or about my life already. So you shouldn't intervene in my relationship with my wife," Sean replied in a low voice full of rage.
"There's no way I will accept a peasant like that in our family! Who knows if she's just using you! What if she ends up stealing all the family's wealth? What are you going to do, Sean?"
Sean's mom's words kept stabbing my heart. It was so painful to hear. She has a point, though. I'm only using Sean for my own benefit.
Damn, Myrtle, did I mess up? I shouldn't have entered this stupid, senseless marriage in the first place.
I kept my composure and looked at Sean's mom with all of my might.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry about being your son's wife. But I love Sean, and I will never do something like what you were accusing me," I lied. But I just can't take any more words of insult from her again.
"You and your family are trash."
Sean's mom turned away like she didn't say something awful. I was left there with my eyes widened with what she had just said.
People above will always step the people lower than them. And that's a sad truth.
When I finally processed everything Sean's mom said, my tears started to flow.
She just called my family trash because we were farmers.
My heart is so heavy, I can't take this anymore.
"Myrtle." I heard Sean speak, but I just want to be alone for now.
I ran to the bathroom and cried my heart in there. I cried and cried until I felt a little relieved.
As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, my make-up was utterly ruined, and my eyes were swollen. There's no way I could even show a face like this to the guests.
I just want everything to end. I want to put an end to this stupid marriage already.
You're so stupid, Myrtle.
Everything is my fault. It's because I was dumb and hasty.
And now, I'm already a wife, what should I do?