The Bride: A Short Story: Unfaithful Bride

Unfaithful Bride
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Maribell fearfully clutched her dress, trying the calm her voilent shaking. No one was going to help her. There was no prison in the village, instead, she had spent the last 7 months locked in her fathers basement. However, she knew it wasn 't his fault, he had given her a chance to escape, which she had foolishly refused. Listening to the crowd in front of her, she felt a deep sorrow over come her. People she had once called family were shouting for the push. Friends were moving their hads violently from their chest outwards as if they were too be the ones too send her over the edge. The ropes that encased her wrist were tried expertly to an iron bedpost, and with her failing strength it was nearly impossible to see

She had gone about her business, when 9:00 had come around she went to the guest room and fell asleep. In the morning she awoke to Ryan 's soft knock on the door and, awoke to see him come in with pancakes and flowers. This is how it always went the morning after, some "meaningful" apology and a bouquet of forget-me-not 's. They were both quiet while she ate her pancakes, and when she was done she wiped her face on a napkin and looked him square in the face. "You promised." she said plainly "I didn 't promise. I said I would love only you. I don 't love her." He said sheepishly, she knew that marriage promised could be renforced by the law. If he had promised to be faithful, she would have had the option for marital banishment. He was a lawer though, an expert at turn of phrase. "How long did it last before you started up with her again?" "2 weeks." He said. Maribell only scoffed and looked harder at him, her gaze seemed to make him cower. "Why?" "You know why. As a husband with a baren wife, I have the right to seek a birthing seragate." She was the most probable of the two too be baren and without an official test, that is what would be on their marraige

By the time he got home that night she was already asleep and their bedroom door was locked, she wasn 't about to sleep in the guest room a second night. She promised herself that if this ever happened again she would follow through with her plan. A soon to be mother had the right to divorce her husband without cause. A part of her hated herself for it, and a part of her was simply scared. But she knew this was the only way to be free of him, tommorrow she would get pregnant the only way she could.
9 Months Ago She woke up late and so Ryan had already left for work. Takeing a quick shower and a light breakfast, she took her fertility pill and left headig towards Jack 's house on her bike. It was 10:00 so Amy would already be at school, but Jack had a design he was working on for a reconscructed library so he would be locked up in his study pouring over notes and graphs. She park by the fallen tree again and went to the door. She couldn 't work up the nerve to knock so instead she stood on the pressure plate until Jack saw the colors and answered the door. He was bare-chested and still waring pajama bottoms, there was a elecrto pen tucked behind his ear and he looked at her with knowing