in your eyes [gabriel] Sept 17, 2013 23:59:35 GMT -5
Post by ELLEN ELIZABETH WATSON on Sept 17, 2013 23:59:35 GMT -5
Mrs. Andrews.Ellen smiled at the thought of finally being his wife. After years of dating and an engagement that felt like it had gone on for too long, they were finally man and wife. It was funny thinking of herself as a married woman. It wasn't a position she had ever expected to fill. In fact, she had been against the idea of being a wife Five years ago the only thing she wanted out of life was her doctoral degree and a successful career. She didn't want to be tied to a man who would only keep her from attaining her dreams, who would force her to lead a conventional life. To be honest, she still feared becoming ordinary, but tonight she wouldn't let that worry her. Tonight she was Mrs. Andrews, and she was happy.
He was everything to her, and she knew that it was incredibly cheesy to even think that, but it was true. The moment they confessed their feelings for each other was the moment her life changed. He had managed to open her up. Before him she was closed off from the world and rigid as hell. She was still rigid as hell, but she was getting better. He helped make her better.
The ceremony had been short and simple. Her parents had offered to pay for a huge wedding, but Ellen refused. For one, she found grandiose weddings pointless, and she was now independent and didn't want to accept too much financial help from her parents. She was fine with having only close family and friends in attendance, and she actually preferred that. To her, a wedding wasn't supposed to be about social hierarchy and money, it was supposed to be about the union between man and woman.
As the festivities went on, Ellen felt her stomach knot up. She was actually quite nervous about tonight and the rest of their life together. The night before their wedding day, Ellen had talked to her mother about her nerves and slight cold feet. She was terrified she had made a terrible mistake in agreeing to marry this man, but her mom had convinced her that this wasn't a mistake. That she was just scared of change.
When the night began to come to a close, she looked at Gabriel nervously and knew it was time for them to go. Her heart was beating rapidly as her husband helped her into the car, and she didn't say much of anything as the driver drove them to their hotel. When they got there, she exited the car and took his arm. She was shaking physically, and her heart was beating rapidly as they rode the elevator up to their room. When they reached their floor, she stepped out with him and waited for him to open the door seeing as he had the room key. "Finally," she said softly to him. "I didn't know how much longer I could stay in that room. My sister looked like she was about to pass out at any moment," she said with a light laugh. "And I just want to be with you, husband." Her lips curled up into a smile. It felt nice calling him husband.