The wedding was held on a mountainside, where few cars passed by. I walked barefoot on the road.
Suddenly, Valerie called.
As soon as I picked up, she began to berate me.
"I kept Ayden in the dark so well. Why did you let it slip and let him find out?"
She was right; she had hidden it perfectly.
The wedding location was a desolate mountainside. Everything was kept simple. She didn’t invite her friends or family, only mine.
Even so, the venue felt empty.
Not hearing me respond, her tone grew sharp. "Ayden didn’t even approve of this wedding to begin with, and now it’s all ruined. It’s your own doing. After finding out, there’s no way we can get married!"
Hearing this, I let out a sneer. "What is he to you? Your mother or your father? Do you need his permission to get married?"
Her voice faltered at my retort.
After a long pause, she spoke again, feigning generosity. "Fine. Just apologize to Ayden. If he forgives you, maybe we can still go through with the wedding."
"No need." I intoned coldly.
She was taken aback by my words.
"What do you mean, no need?" Valerie scoffed, incredulous. "Are you saying you don’t want to get married? Don’t be ridiculous!"