Chapter 13

Aidan's POV

“What?” I exclaim with a short laugh.

Mother’s wish for me to get married sounds ridiculous to my ears. I don’t see myself ever getting married. I hate being committed to someone.

I don’t want to be like my father. I don’t see myself getting dressed up to be wedded to some girl. I guess this is because I don’t believe in people’s thinking that marriage is a happily-ever-after thing.

No, it isn’t.

It isn’t for my parents, and I feel it isn’t for everyone. We all think it is because of the unrealistic dramas we watch on TV or read in books.

Marriage, they say, is not a bed of roses, but to me, marriage is a bed full of thorns for both partners.

I can’t get married. I have enough troubles already. Getting married is like adding to the list of problems I am trying to tackle.

“You know I don’t believe...”

“Why don’t you believe in love and marriage?” she interrupts me. The smile on her face is no longer th