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| Body | No one even sees my tears...<br /> No one picks up on my sadness...<br /> No one cares about my pain...<br /> "Dad, help me, they're forcing me into marriage with some stranger. I don't know his name, his face, nothing!" I sobbed.<br /> Will he treat me like they did?<br /> Will he hurt me like they did?<br /> ********<br /> "Mom, please, I'm your daughter, listen to me!" I cried in front of my mother. We were sitting in my room; she had come to tell me about my arranged marriage, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered to set foot in my room.<br /> Have I had less trouble in my life that I have to go through?<br /> <br /> "You don't have a choice. You're not letting Bernard down, he's done a lot for you. It's time to pay back. This will save Bernard's sinking business," Mom said firmly.<br /> <br /> "But I'm not some business deal. I'm your daughter!" I yelled, tears streaming down.<br /> <br /> "What did I do to deserve this?" I cried, legs giving out, collapsing to my knees.<br /> <br /> "And what did I do to deserve everything that happened to me? I was forced to marry your father. I never loved him, I hated him. He couldn't even afford what I wanted. Then you came because I had to give your grandparents a child. I hate you too." She spat angrily. I flinched.<br /> <br /> This couldn't be real. We were happy, right? My mom loved me. No, she's lying to justify this marriage.<br /> <br /> "No, Mom, you... you're lying. You said you loved me," I sobbed.<br /> <br /> She grabbed my arm, pulling me up harshly.<br /> <br /> "I never loved you, not then, not now, not your father. You don't know what I went through. Now it's your turn to feel what I felt when I married your father." She pushed me back, making me stumble.<br /> <br /> "You should be grateful. We're being generous by marrying you off to a rich man. You'll live like a queen," she spat, leaving.<br /> <br /> I chased after her, pleading, "Mom, please... please listen."<br /> <br /> But she ignored me.<br /> <br /> In the living room, Mr. Taylor and his daughter Lilian sat on the couch. My mother approached them. Lilian painted her nails, Mr. Taylor fiddled with his phone.<br /> <br /> "Mom, please understand, I can't do this. I'm not causing trouble, I stay in my room, do what you ask. Please don't do this to me," I cried, hoping she'd get it.<br /> <br /> "Enough of this drama!" Mr. Taylor's voice boomed, making me flinch. My so-called father.<br /> "Listen, you're marrying the guy I picked out for you. I've done a lot for you—put a roof over your head, sent you to school. Now it's your turn to pay me back by marrying him," he said sternly.<br /> <br /> "But Dad, the man you found for her is the most handsome, and he's rich. I want to marry him. I told you before," my step-sis Lilian whined. She's always been spoiled, getting everything handed to her on a silver platter, even Mom's love, which I never got, no matter how much I begged for it.<br /> <br /> "Oh, honey... that guy's a jerk. He is heartless, ruthless, and arrogant. I won't let my daughter marry someone like that. I'll find you the most loving, sincere guy on the planet. You deserve the best, sweetheart," Mr. Taylor said, squeezing Lilian's shoulder.<br /> <br /> My heart sank. Heartless and arrogant. I couldn't deal with that. I'd seen enough jerks in my life. I bolted back to my room; they wouldn't listen to me anyway.<br /> <br /> I shut the door, slumping against it, and cried my eyes out.<br /> <br /> "Dad, please help me... I know you're watching from up there. Save me from these jerks and this messed-up world. I need you," I mumbled through tears.<br /> <br /> No one noticed my tears... my sadness... my pain...<br /> <br /> I couldn't even run. Mr. Taylor had connections; he'd find me in no time, like he did before.<br /> <br /> With tears in my eyes, I gazed up at the ceiling as if it were the sky. "Dad, they're marrying me off to some stranger. I don't know his name, what he looks like, or what kind of person he is," I cried.<br /> <br /> Will he treat me like they did? Hurt me like they did?<br /> <br /> "Dad. You always give me the strength to face this situation. You've always been my rock. why I am still alive because i hope one day I'll find someone who loves me for me, gives me the love, respect, and care I deserve."<br /> <br /> Don't I deserve love? Affection? Care?<br /> <br /> I never cared about money or luxury; I just wanted love. Someone to care for me.<br /> <br /> But for now, I just wanted to disappear.<br /> <br /> With all those thoughts swirling, I closed my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.<br /> <br /> Kelly Harris<br /> <br /> Here it is, the big day. The day I marry a stranger, probably sealing my fate. Mom dropped the bombshell just a day ago, saying I had to marry to save Mr. Taylor's business.<br /> <br /> I know nothing about the guy. All I know is it's a church wedding, just his parents and mine attending. No guests, no fuss. Not like I had anyone to invite anyway; I barely have friends. And no one even knows about the wedding.<br /> <br /> I'm in a simple white gown, picked by Mom. Wasn't even taken shopping for my own wedding. I'd probably admire the dress if my mind wasn't clouded with thoughts of my future.<br /> I walked down the aisle with Mr. Taylor beside me. Never wanted this. Always wished Dad could walk me down. But that's not possible. With Dad in my thoughts, I moved forward. My eyes started to fill with tears but I refused to let them out because I swore to myself that I would not cry because I have cried so many times.<br /> <br /> Stood at the altar, head hung low. Lifted my eyes to see the man I was about to marry. Breath hitched as I saw him: the most handsome man ever. Dark brown eyes, hair slicked back, sharp jawline. But his jaw clenched, and I realized, his face was blank, glaring at me. I lowered my eyes.<br /> <br /> He seemed angry, but why? If he didn't want this marriage, why agree? Didn't seem like someone forced into anything.<br /> <br /> "Do you, Frank Glayds, take Kelly Harris as your lawful wife?" the priest asked. I glanced at him, then lowered my eyes. After a beat, he said, "I do."<br /> <br /> "Do you, Kelly Harris, take Frank Glayds as your lawful husband?" I hurriedly said, "I do," Because I wanted to get away from it all, but I had no choice. Rings exchanged.<br /> <br /> "In the presence of God and your family, I now pronounce you husband and wife. May God bless you."<br /> <br /> "You may now kiss the bride."<br /> <br /> Heart raced, nervous about his kiss. I started to panic, but to my relief, he took my hand and kissed the back of it. I flinched under his touch, which sent a tingle all over my body, a feeling I had never experienced before.<br /> <br /> He let go, wordlessly left the church. I followed suit.<br /> <br /> A middle-aged couple, presumably his parents, approached. The lady hugged me tight. "You're beautiful, Kelly. You have your father's eyes, grown into a lovely lady." Tears threatened at Dad's mention. Did she know him?<br /> <br /> "Don't cry, dear. I know you miss your father, but his blessings are with you," the old man said, hugging me. Usually, I'd be alarmed, but their touch brought warmth, something new to me. |
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