Part Two
|| RICHARD GRAY ||
Weddings are wicked.
That's what divorce lawyers say all the time. Weddings are fùcking wicked. They are the first step to hell yet they are painted as these pretty little paradises. I mean, look at this wedding.
The tall trees manicured to perfection. A bunch of red balloons and cream flowers stationed at every corner. The gorgeous guests sitting on the little white wooden chairs. The fabulous flower arch towering over us. The white designer suits that we are wearing. This suit costs more than everything in my closet combined. This unnecessary ceremony is unnecessarily extravagant.
All for what?
For the couple to end up in a marriage that will probably lead to misery or mùrder. Look at what happened to my parents. My poor mother. My pathetic father. Once
