"Do you take Darryl Perron as your lawfully wedded husband?" The officiating minister asked for the second time before I heard myself mumble out a reply.
I had said yes to that man even though I wanted so bitterly to say no and be exempt from the inferno I was about to coerce myself into, but one tinge at my parent, and I had to swallow back the honest reply.
My heart still aches, remembering all the anguish I endured that day. Put up a cheerful face of a newly espoused even though I was crying myself a river on the inside. It was even more frustrating that he knew all about my inner upheaval, yet he chose to play the happy couple with me as well.
Even though it's been five years since we got married, the memories are still fresh in my mind, like it was just yesterday.
