Chapter 12. Clarisse’s Second Wedding

“Hi laws”, Patricia waved at Sharon but she rolled her eyes in disgust.

She whispered to her daughter,”Had I known I’d have come and pick her up by myself and doll her up, what is this?”, she said referring to the lonely lady at the alter,

“I can tell immediately she’s not their daughter, their daughter is not even present here”,

“I don’t care if she’s present or not, I’m very angry right now”, she whispered.

Clarisse stood at the altar, stood blankly at the flower in her hand. Not like she’s throwing it to anyone, who would want to catch a flower from a woman like her, a woman who’s getting married to another man just in few days after her divorce?

She sighed dejectedly, trying hard not to listen to the murmurs, though there was nothing new, it just hit differently. She knows they’re laughing and pointing at her oversized wedding gown, and her oversized heels and probably also gossiping about her divorce and shamelessness.

Her eyes welled up in t