She watched as he slipped the ring onto her finger.<br/><br/><i>"And with this ring, I thee wed." <br/>
</i><br/>It was overwhelming. He'd said the words, and it was sealed. Now it was her turn to complete her side.<br/><br/><i>"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry"</i>she chanted the words over, and over again in her mind. The words were meant for him, she tried to mentally communicate them. Though she doubted he had a single clue what was running through her head. How could he?<br/><br/>She took the golden band from the ring bearer, turning it over in her fingers. Her eyes slid across the inscription.<i>'For the love that we share.' </i>She was sick to her stomach. It was all so wrong. There was no ounce of truth to the union. The two were being dragged along by their fathers, helpless in it all, thrown together by fate. There was no love to speak of. The inscription was just the cherry on top of the pile of deceit.<br/><br/>"This ring is my sacred gift, with my promise that I will always love you." It was her turn once more. Her turn to lie. Bea detested lies, yet that was all this was. A bundle of lies, a complete sham.<br/><br/>She reached for his hand, hesitating momentarily. But her cold fingers grasped it gently, pulling it closer to her. Her eyes darted up to his momentarily, before focusing on her task again. "This ring is my sacred gift, with my promise that I will always love you." She wondered if the words had the same stabbing affect on him, as they did on her.<br/><br/>The priest was speaking again. "Cherish you and honour you all the days of my life." Bea nodded, her throat stinging with the tears that still threatened to fall. If there was one thing she was grateful for, it was the veil. At least her pride was partially salvaged with the ability to hide her tears. One slipped down her cheek, leaving a hot trail.<br/><br/>"And with this ring, I thee wed." Were the last words. She glanced at the priest, and he nodded for her to continue. But the words felt impossible. Yet, there was no way around them.<br/><br/>"And with this ring," Her voice cracked as another tear fell. She was unable to stop them now. Her vision blurred with tears. She was anxious to be away from the altar, away from the sight of the strangers that surrounded her. The last three words were spoken. "I thee wed."<br/><br/>Bea slipped the band on to his finger, quickly pulling away from him. She attempted to blink away the tears that filled her eyes, but only caused several more to slide down her cheeks. The Priest's words blurred in her head. She knew what he was saying.<br/><br/>"By the power vested in me by God I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." She turned her head downwards. This was the part she was least prepared for, and she doubted he was ready either.<br/><br/>Bea kept her yes focused on the ground until she felt her veil lifted up to reveal the girl underneath, and the tears that she'd desperately tried to keep at bay. Her eyes met his immediately. She searched them, unsure of what she was looking for, and unsure of what she saw in them.