The wedding day

The day of the wedding celebration arrived and Ansel was seen walking into the hall.

Gasps and whispers filled the room as they noticed no one other than Ansel.

Many wondered what he was doing at his ex-wife's wedding.

Shouldn't he be finding himself a job or getting something to do with his life?

Clara and Kelvin were the most surprised, they stared at him as if- given the chance to shoot him then they would.

"What is this dimwit doing on the day I ought to be happy?" Clara said with gritted teeth while plastering a fake smile on her face.

To the public, she appeared like she didn't even notice he was around, but the truth was that her blood boiled with anger as she saw him take a seat in the corner.

"He must have come to beg us. Take a look at him, what else could he be here for?" Kelvin said as a matter of fact.

It was time to walk to the altar and so Kelvin held Clara's hand in his, squeezing it gently with affection.

They walked slowly and everyone envied their love, thinking tha