Humorous Wedding Narrative

Uninvited guests wore their beatific harlequin masks - their false beaming illuminating the darkest of tunnels. Lozenge wall-lights glinted softly like paralyzed fireflies, azure curtains gushed from the roof as though they were remorseless cataracts, and anticipation wafted through the still air; with everything etched in gilt, it was almost imperceptible that anything could go wrong that evening, but it felt almost too saccharine to be true.

I have been having an affair with Vikram, a married man who I always have to sneak around with to see. He and I have been seeing each other for a while now, but I know in my head that nothing more will ever come from what we have. From this I have decided that I do want to have a husband in my life, but knowing it won’t be Vikram has made me decide to have an arranged marriage. Even though I have decided to have this marriage I still can’t stop seeing Vikram, I know it is wrong but I have strong feelings for him.

Not wanting to intrude on Violet’s hospitality any longer she spoke up, “I think we should go. It was nice finding part of my family living in the family home and keeping our heritage alive.”

“Janice is going to be so angry! I cannot believe it rained on her wedding day! I told her not to have an outside wedding. Who are you by the way? You were not at rehearsals last night. What happened to my partner?”

“I heard you got married; my mom told me. I’m sorry I missed the wedding.”

I stand in front of the mirror as I put on my tie fixing my jacket making sure there were no wrinkles as my best friend Tyler and Adrienne ran around the apartment getting ready. Tyler and I have been best friends since high school now him and Adrienne were engaged after three years. The bride Patrice was very punctual about time so when Adrienne was taking too long to get ready I grabbed my present and made my way to the door with her yelling behind me.

I had to do something or all my plans would net me no closer to taking the throne for myself and have the man I love at my side. It was the only way possible for me. Once my son or daughter was married into the kingdom with the princess or prince I controlled fully, the day of their wedding would be the end of the king, his heir, their spouse, and it would all be blamed on those fools in my little sister’s kingdom. I did have some concern about the happy couple dying, but they nor the king would ever know that I wasn’t the woman who gave birth to the heir.

The date is coming and you just want to be sure that every step was done and every decision was made,any missing detail will be like a big glass of water for the bride. She is anxious , nervous and even she will have this claustrophobic feeling that something will fail, but there is only one person in the world capable of giving her peace and comfort;the fiance .Everything is ready the date arrive , butterflies jumping inside of her belly making her cry but she is ready .Flowers and tiny lights mark the way to a new chapter of their live, the beginning of a new family, everything was perfect just how they expected, the last few minutes with the guesses are exciting as ever, kisses and hugs finally end, they are ready to go because

“Hello! No, we’re not buying!”, yelled mum. She grabbed my hand and raced through the crowd without hesitating. We got in the reserved taxi and headed for our hotel. We had just arrived in Libya in their summertime. I had finished my degree at university and was officially a registered nurse. My mother and I were celebrating.

Hello. Welcome to the Jeremy and Jamie after party. The after after party is going to be where the real fun is, but, most of you won’t wanna be in the room, and you sick twisted freaks that will….shame on you. Its their wedding, Damn it!!! I am your cordial host as it were, the slightly battered, partially bruised Josh Johnston. It has to do with wasps and tripping out of trucks and....well, never mind. Many of you know me, and for those of you that don't....you won't soon forget....like it or not. In addition to getting the honor and privilege to stand up here with my sister and her beautiful bride...wait....wrong cards....these aren't even MY CARDS!!! Damn dressing room mixups!!! I also am privileged to be the best man. That is a position

Gold. Shiny gold molded into a small band, which will one day wrap around my Grandmother's finger, and then mine. With its intricate carvings decorating the outer surface of the band, bringing it to life. So simple and beautiful. An elegant diamond gleaming at the top, reflecting sunlight on each surface. Who knew one tiny piece of jewelry could mean so much to someone. How it could mean so much to me.

"I know you don't approve of our marriage, but Im grateful you're not upset." She snob on her daughter's shoulder. "Really dear, it mean a lot to me and your brother."

how the marraige came to be : “ our parents were looking around for the right person. when our parents met they talked and came to the dicision for us to get married to incresse our wealth.”

Yes, it looks pretty good. She has been working on it for about 3 years.

My tournament is all day so I have a early morning getting to the gym at 6:30am. My team is playing great with a total of five wins and two loses, when the announcement comes on that the remaining games are canceled. All the teams boo while I sit there with a grin on my face maybe there's a chance I could work this out. After I get home I realize that I have a hour to spare, and it’s hardly raining, so I scrape together a card and turn on the T.V. I’m watching the NBA, and Lebron James is about to dunk on Lonzo Ball, when the program gets interrupted by an emergency