The Priest began without waiting for a response. Gia took a deep breath and willed herself not to think. She blocked out all of the words everything around her; she refused to let herself feel.
i 'This isn't how it's supposed to be,' /i the tiny voice in Gia's head started to protest. Gia tried her best to quiet it.
'I know Jason will give me a divorce as soon as this is all over.' She silently said to herself.
i 'Divorce? You always promised yourself you would only get married once and that would be it for you.' /i
'Shut up!' Gia was getting quite annoyed with the damn voice in her head, she was trying to concentrate on what the priest said, her part had to be coming up soon, and then she could go home.
Home? Where was her home? Did she have one? Would she now live with Jason?
i 'DUH!! Of course you will! You ARE his wife!' /i
'His wife? I'm a wife now?' With that Gia was forced to leave her thoughts as it was her turn to promise to love and cherish until death do them part.
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Jason took a deep breath and refused to look at his bride. She was a model, an exotic beauty, and those types of people had a way about them. Their beauty was unique and painful to the male body. Their charms were as lethal as their looks, sexy and erotic, anyone who fell under them was trapped. He was sure as hell not going to be one of those poor bastards.