Marissa lay in her hospital bed staring at a point on the wall. She should have been sleeping but her mind was still caught up in two little words that had cropped up in conversation hours ago….
You proposed…
Bianca had said it as a joke, a way to lighten the mood, but Marissa wasn't sure she found it all that funny. The trouble is she wasn't sure Bianca really found it all that funny either.
They never seriously talked about marriage, not since that morning in Saint Barts. Bianca had just won custody of her girls in a painful divorce and then her mother just disappeared from her own wedding. At the same time Marissa was fleeing the aftermath of an awkward encounter with JR that had ended with a very ill-judged kiss.
They had met up for breakfast; the only ones left in the resort the day after the cancelled wedding. Bianca's girls had disappeared off to the hotel's kid's breakfast club and the conversation had somehow turned to the pros and cons of getting married. At the time the list of cons was a long one… a very long one …and by the end they had both made a pact never to get married ever again. It had been a frivolous moment of friendship between them, a way for them both to get a lot of pain off of their chests. Now though, whenever Marissa though about asking Bianca to marry her she always came back to how dreadfully serious Bianca had been when she said,
"No matter how much I think I'm in love I am never going to marry again because it's not worth the pain. I should have learnt from my mother's example. It always ends in tears."
Did she still feel the same?
The speed she changed the subject after the joke seemed to indicate she did.
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Bianca lay in her hotel bed staring at a point on the ceiling. She should have been sleeping but her mind was still caught up in two little words that she had brought up in conversation hours ago….
You proposed…
She hadn't been serious. She had just been trying to cheer Marissa up with a tease. But Marissa's expression showed she hadn't found it all that funny. The trouble was, if she thought about it, Bianca hadn't found it all that funny either.
Bianca had played with the idea of proposing to Marissa many times before. The thought had first popped into her head when they were house hunting together and they found their dream house. When Marissa did her little dance of joy on the porch when they discovered that the house was still on the market she had thought that would have been the perfect time to go down on one knee, but back then everything between them was happening so fast.
The trouble was her mind would always go back to their breakfast in Saint Bart's and their pact never to marry. Bianca was more than happy to break a vow she had made while so broken-hearted, especially when it meant she would be spending the rest of her life with Marissa by her side. But Marissa's words still gave her pause.
"Marriage is just a trap. You lose so much going in and so much more coming out of it the other side. They should just ban it altogether and everyone would be happier. I'm certainly never going to be sucked in to that kind of pain again!"
Did she still feel the same?
Her silence after the joke seemed to indicate she did, so Bianca had quickly changed the subject.
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