Kari's marriage to Ronald was far from a secret.
That very day, they both posted on Facebook: two hands, one large, one small, showcasing matching bands against a vibrant red backdrop.
"Looking forward to our journey together @Ronald."
"Happily married @Kari."
When Brittany saw the Facebook update, she was momentarily dumbfounded. Without waiting for Kari to speak, she blurted out, "You and Ronald got hitched?"
"Yes."
It sounded bustling on Kari's end, likely at home.
"We got our marriage license this afternoon."
Brittany was taken aback by Kari's swift action and offered her congratulations, then recalled what Kari had mentioned the night before: "Did the Malones give their blessing?"
"No."
Kari moved away from Willa, stepping out to the balcony: "The Malones wouldn't agree."
"But Ronald's life isn't tied to the Malones. We've already got our license," Kari said with a chuckle. "So we didn't need the Malone family's approval to get married."
Ronald hadn't tied his life to the Malones.
That saved them a lot of hassle dealing with the family.
"Kari, you know that's not what I'm worried about." Brittany's tone was serious. "If the Malones find out, do you think they'll let Ronald off easy?"
"The worst they could do is disown him."
Kari had bought a spacious three-bedroom apartment in Imperial City years ago, more than enough space for her, Ronald, and Willa to live comfortably.
"My annual earnings are more than enough for us to live well," Kari's voice was soft. "Plus, Ronald has some savings. I believe we can make it through anything."
Brittany always thought Kari was level-headed.
Yet, here she was, head over heels in love.
"Then congratulations to you both," Brittany knew Ronald was not one to be underestimated. "Kari, Ronald won’t be left with nothing. You two take care."
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