She was so happy for her sister as she watched Edith and her new husband walk down the aisle... or she hoped she would be...
All day she'd had a strange feeling, her jaw aching from putting on a fake smile as baby Sean kicked furiously in her tummy. Everything was beautiful for her middle sister, Mary and Matthew were there in the throes of happy newlywedness and her mother and father were all smiles but in her gut Sybil could not fully enjoy herself.
One thing made it okay, by her side was Tom holding her hand through it all. Stroking her hand when the vows 'for richer, for poorer' were read. She had to admit he looked dashingly handsome in his morning suit, very different from what he would wear back in Ireland. She had been surprised when her father had organised such a suit for her husband, of course he didn't admit to it but she knew where it had come from.
As they left the church to a surprisingly warm day, conversations began outside and lots of congratulations were poured on the new married couple. Tom had drifted off to talk to Daisy, he had spent every day talking to her when he worked downstairs but nowadays she was confined to the house apart aside from special occasions such as these. Sybil feeling faint , went towards the church entrance and resting against the wall willed herself to cheer up and defeat the black cloud that drifted above her head.
Tom noticed this, he noticed everything about her. He knew something was up with her today and knew not to push it but was worried when he saw her miserable beside the church. As he made his excuses from a conversation he was not enjoying with some of Strallen's friends he noted that she seemed lost in her own world. She didn't notice his approach so jumped a little when his hand reached for her and stroked her cheek 'you're not alright are you, my love?' As she tried to reply with 'I'm Fine' she broke, trying to hold back the tears. 'I don't even know what's wrong with me, It's so stupid, I never get like this, I should be happy for her, I just...' Tom pulled her into a hug, gently reassuring her by rubbing her back. 'It's okay, it's okay, I think I know...' At this Sybil pulled her head up, eyes blurred with tears 'You do?' Sybil softened in his arms and looked upwards to those eyes that always knew the answers. 'This is what you should of had, this big church wedding, all your family here, a huge celebration and you didn't...I'm sorry...it's my fault' Sybil felt the pang of realisation, he was right to an extent. She loved every minute of their wedding but things were missing, her parents especially but it had been right for them and she hated that her husband thought he was to blame. She placed her hand on his chest 'Please don't ever think it's your fault, you make me so happy, happier than I ever thought.' Her smile and look of love turned to a laugh 'I hate that you're always right though, that you get what's going on in my head, even before I realise it. I guess I'm just sad, I wish things could have been simpler for us.' Tom pulled her back into an embrace, placing kisses into her hair. 'I know' he whispered.
All around them were guests, stuck in a world of rules but in that small little corner was an exception to the rule. Two people who were truly honest with each other, who saw past rules, money and family and would share many happy years together as man and wife.
Hope you like it :) I will updating my Vow fic very soon x