I couldn't help but notice that I didn't see my aunt or any other person from my coven at the wedding. Not like it mattered a great lot to me, the wedding didn't even matter to me and felt like a movie shoot or something, but at the same time, it would be a little comforting to see the person that sold me off at least try to pretend she's supportive.
The entire rest of the ceremony was filled with nothing but gloominess and pretend happiness because Arthur sat there. There was no one there to give a sweet speech, his parents didn't come because they weren't informed of it and mine couldn't come because, well, they couldn't.
I wouldn't be one to say that I'm so hard-hearted not to feel bad through the entire ceremony; the faces they would casually throw at each other before Arthur cones to straighten them back up made my stomach turn with unwarranted guilt.
