Ex-Husband's Regret

I spot Rowan the moment we get inside. Just like his brother, he was in a black suit. We get at the front of the chapel just as the priest walks in.

"Hello, Harper," Rowan greeted politely, with a welcoming smile.

I'm totally shocked. He was completely transformed-nothing like the Rowan I remember. Before, he always looked cold and distant, like he had a chip on his shoulder, which he did back then. Now, though, he looked warm. It's like the darkness that once plagued him no longer exists.

"H-Hi" I stammered.

I wonder if he managed to get back with his ex-girlfriend. After all, everyone knew that he changed after he lost her and was forced to marry Ava. Yeah, that was probably it. He hated Ava, so this change was likely because of her sister, Emma.

"Let's begin, shall we?" The priest interrupted, and the three of us nodded.

I stand next to Gabriel, while Rowan stands behind us.

I tune out the preacher when he starts some sort of sermon. I don't have anything against churches, but I think Gabriel should have just agreed to do this at a court house. It seems much easier.

it was now time to marry us. I breathed a sigh of

you to say your own vows to each other," he informed us, his eyes shifting

my thought, I speak.

a beautiful and heartfelt vow because I loved Gabriel so much. I read it to him only to have him scoff and sneer at me as if I were nothing but a disgusting parasite. I was so embarrassed because the other couples behind us

then cut me off and told me that he had no use for such useless words from a foolish little girl. That had been the first indication that our marriage wasn't

those painful thoughts. He turned to Gabriel, as if seeking his permission. When

as your

"I do"

but I just smiled at him. There was no need to prolong it. We've done this once before and it meant nothing to

to have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health,

answered in a low,

at that. It's yet to be seen if he'll be able to keep his vows this time around. Honestly, I don't have a lot of faith in

my ring finger. I just stare at the ring, not sure what to do. I didn't think about rings, so I didn't get him one. And besides, when we married the last time, he'd thrown the ring I