Love, What is love?
Jennie. Says Rosé's heart.
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"You can still back out" Lisa has been enunciating this to Rosé for 2 months now.
Rosé can't help grinning to herself as she takes off her glasses and eventually concentrates on her friend sitting across the table in her office. She's the head writer working in Lisa's company who is a director as well as her friend.
"Back out? Why would I back out?" she got up, saved her files, and gathered her things to head home.
"You don't have to marry someone you don't know" Lisa followed her while she tossed the key of her office to her secretary swapping it with her car keys.
She abruptly pivoted causing Lisa to halt on her steps, "Well that's the whole point of marriage she doesn't know me and I don't know her?"
"I can't believe this, how can you agree to an arranged marriage?" Lisa was very aghast because she had known Rosé all her life and she never thought that of all the people Rosé would be going for an arranged marriage.
Rosé sighed, " I'm 26, Lisa. I'm exhausted of living alone, and before Mom could set me up with a guy I told her that I like girls, and turns out she also has a solution for it. I don't have a problem with this marriage thing. I guess it's time to take another step in life"
Lisa withered not able to believe her ears. "You agree with marriage? Do you like the girl? Are you in love?"
Rosé began to stroll out of the place to the parking lot and like a routine, Lisa sat in the passenger seat and headed to their favourite coffee shop. Lisa won't stop looking at her friend which made Rosé eventually give in.
"I don't know... I met her once at a family assemblage for our engagement. I attempted to talk but she was there yet she wasn't I hadn't even heard her voice. All I know is she's gorgeous and of course, I like her, aren't I supposed to like my future wife?"
The thing is she never loved someone, she couldn't ever put her mind to one person. She consistently gets distracted by her work or future or whatever, no one stays permanent in her life except Lisa, who was the only friend she relied on blindly.
Lisa snickered constricting her eyes at her friend, "So you agree to get married because you like this girl?" she teasingly voiced hitting Rosé by her elbow.
Rosé glared at her, "I'm driving!"
"You should at least talk to her" Lisa suggested.
Lisa freaked out when she finds out Rosé was getting married, she had a lot of plans for her best friend's dating life or how she gonna fuck up Rosé by bullying her at the workplace since Rosé invariably got the upper hand and still disparage her about her previous dating history though she never get to experience that or she never even get to experience to see her best friend in love.
"Talk what?" Rosé shrugged parking the car.
"Do you even know anything about this girl? What she does or do you even know her name? I have never seen you saying her name once or even speaking to her on the phone at work. It doesn't feel like you even want to get married, everything seems... Monotonous"
"So you want me to talk to my fiancé during working hours?" she chuckled.
"Come on! Don't you get it? It doesn't feel like you're getting married tomorrow" she clamoured not understanding what was even going on in her friend's head.
Rosé ordered her coffee as they sat right across each other in the same place, they had been sitting for 13 years. Where Lisa first told Rosé about her sexuality and Rosé told her about wanting to be a writer. From their first school crushes to marriage, they both recognise how far they have come by looking at their favourite drinks.
"What am I supposed to do? Do you want me to throw a party or something?" she laughed sipping her coffee.
Lisa sighed, "Are you sure you want this? What if she's not good? It's truly bizarre, what if sh-"
"Lisa, did you truly consider that my marriage would be a love marriage? Like come on, who would love me? An-"
Lisa was humiliated hearing how her friend judged herself, "What do you mean? You're so a pleasant, lovely, wonderful person why won't anyone love you? You should try to date an-..."
"I know! I know what I was saying... I mean I don't have time for this, and what's the difference? It's love, it can happen either before marriage or after..."
"What if this girl doesn't want to marry you?"
"Uh...? If she didn't want to marry she could say it to me or our parents, her parents. Isn't your wife the one who proposed to my parents on my 26th birthday that I'm so lonely I should get married, etc..." Rosé scoffed reminding Lisa.
"Well, I didn't know that your mom listened to her?" Lisa shrugged munching on cheese cake.
"She did and marriage is better than dating or stupid things"
"What if she divorced you?" Lisa can't help it.
She can't comprehend how her friend is so chill about her marriage and her future wife whom she hasn't spoken to one word. She knew something was equivocal about Rosé agreeing with marriage like she didn't fight with Lisa over messing up her bed when she visited last time and now unexpectedly her friend would be okay with living with a stranger?
"It's marriage, not a doll house where I get married once and divorce the next day. It's real life and let's not pretend like it's a big deal I mean..." she trailed off recalling the day she first saw the girl sitting across her table in a restaurant sipping tea.
She fell for the girl at first sight or maybe she fell for the girl because it was the first girl she had ever seen someone so magnificent.
"You mean what?" Lisa questioned pulling Rosé back into reality.
"She seems amicable..." she smiled to herself.
"What if she wasn't?" Lisa was too anxious about her best friend and her best friend was too unperturbed with everything around her going on.
Rosé put her head in her palms looking at Lisa, "Then I guess I have to deal with it for the rest of my life and My Christian parents accept me that I like girls which is enough so marrying someone they like is better than marrying a guy"
"You don't even know her!" Lisa pressed more on the word 'know' for Rosé to understand.
"Well, that's the whole point of marriage!" Rosé mimics Lisa in the same way chuckling. "I mean love marriages are overrated, and I don't have time for dating then break up with that person after 2-4 years of dating. Why would I squander my time?"
"Tell me truthfully, do know this girl you're getting married?" Lisa narrowed her eyes giving a dubious look.
"Of course, she's my fiancé" Rosé didn't know the girl personally but she would love to though she didn't know how to approach causing her to fritter two months to know her fiancé.
"Okay..." Lisa paused. "Show me her picture"
Rosé's fork slipped from her hand hearing her friend demand. She might have the girl's photograph in her head but she doesn't have the picture to show anyone.
"You know her..." she attempted to deceive Lisa so she didn't have to show the picture to her friend pulling the famous card.
Lisa scowled, "I KNOW HER! AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME"
Rosé grinned, "Everyone in the Melbourn knows her, Lisa."
She glanced around as she went to the magazine section in the shop and Lisa looked at her not apprehending when she smiled finding the magazine she was looking for.
She handed Lisa the magazine who shuffled through the pages even shaking it hoping any pictures would slip out, "What?"
"Page 4..." Rosé generally sipped the tea.
"What about it? President of the Chanel clothing brand is getting married on the 4th of July." Lisa read not understanding gazing at the page, looking at women in magazines who have been quite a model too.
"Date of my marriage?"
"4th Jul-" Lisa broadened her eyes eventually understanding her friend. "Is she?"
"I didn't know about her anything, my mom was posting my pictures online for marriage and her parents contacted mine. If she didn't want to get married she could have backed off before"
"Why did you agree?" Lisa lifted her brows.
Rosé looked down reminiscing the day her mom showed her the picture of the girl and her heart doing the little dance. She didn't say anything to her parents and instantly reached to venue of the meeting.
"Honestly? I don't know... but I don't have a reason to say no either. And if I'm gonna marry the girl I would date then why not marry first, love can happen and I have got a lot of empty space in my heart for her to fill it if she wants to"
She smiled.
"This is weird... you're getting married tomorrow... weren't we like 16 yesterday?" Lisa sadly beamed staring at her friend who used to steal her doughnuts from her lunch.
Rosé skimmed at the magazine not knowing if she was doing right or wrong but one thing she knew was that she was truly looking forward to the wedding or her new home. She had moved her things in the house before her fiancé did, she didn't choose anything not even her wedding dress.
She let her fiancé take charge of everything cause she knew she wouldn't be able to do all the planning work and since her fiancé was president of the brand she knew she didn't have to worry.
"And weren't you the clumsiest person in the world who has a baby boy now" She still could see her and her best friend fighting over the chocolate donut.
"Don't remind me, only I know how challenging it was to arrive at work today. Today is his 5th day in the world, he's cutest and fragile I wish I could keep staring at him the whole day" Lisa softly smiled.
"Lewis... it's a cute name like him"
Lisa smirked, "Jennie... it's a cute name too"
Rosé couldn't hold the smile that appeared on her lips as soon as Lisa stated her fiancé's name. The name was enough to give her butterflies all over her body, the name has a strong aura itself so she couldn't imagine how Jennie would be in real Life.
All she hoped was for every tomorrow to be better. With Jennie.
Was it ridiculous to feel fondness for someone she had only seen once?
"Isn't it too early for marriage?" Lisa asked.
"Doesn't matter, Lisa. One day I have to eventually, I mean everyone needs a partner in their life to be able to go through life's ups and downs. I need one too and truthfully? I trust my parents more in that to choose someone I would be able to spend the rest of my life"
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