Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

"Look, if you don't want to marry the guy, just don't." Weston couldn't stand seeing her like that. The once carefree and spirited woman was biting her nails over wedding jitters.

She used to love hitting the road and exploring mountains and seas, but at the moment, she was all tied up in these mundane societal expectations.

"Since you're just settling for anyone, why not settle with me?" Weston suggested, "It's just a marriage of convenience. Let's tie the knot."

To Tina, that was hardly an option.

"Have you been drinking too much of that weird craft beer or something? Your brain's gone fuzzy."

"What's the problem? I think it's a great idea. We know each other inside out. There's no need for any backstabbing or scheming. After we're married, you can go wherever you want. I won't mind. And it'll save me from my folks trying to hook me up with strangers. The thought of lying in bed with someone I barely know and starting a family is just horrifying."

The more Weston talked about it, the more feasible it seemed. "If we find our true loves, we can get a smooth divorce. If not, we'll stick it out together."

"Come off it. I don't want to 'stick it out' with you?" Tina rolled her eyes, unamused. "You've got more besties than I can count. Who knows. One day, you might spring a surprise kid on me."

"We're practically family, and what's mine is yours. Any kid of mine would be like your own. There's no such thing as illegitimate in our case. That'd be our kid, born from my wild adventures."

Tina huffed, "Drunk much? Go splash some water on your face and sober up."

"Seriously, you

off," Tina's friend complained. "She and Phillip have been engaged for nearly three years. The wedding date's set and the custom dress is almost ready. If she backs out now, her dad will

calling off the wedding would mean facing the wrath

sighing. "It's crazy, right? We can't even choose who we marry. And we'll have to be stuck with someone we don't like for decades. No wonder so many

love with him now. Their marriage is meant to be,

in love with

cocktail, admitting, "Yeah,

don't hate me for being blunt," Weston said, "You're in love with Phillip, but

invisible needles, bursting some

the cocktail turned strange in her mouth as if something had spoiled, but Tina couldn't pinpoint what it

friend got so

the table. "How can he

her? If Phillip didn't love her, why would he be

ladies are naive. A man's desire and his

removed the

Tina's mouth, looking pained.

you're his fiancee.

he sleeps with