I wish I could say that I’m happy that you’re getting married for the 3rd time. I want to be happy for you. But I hate that man. I absolutely hate that man. I know it’s never going to work between you two. Deep down I think you know that’s true also. All I ever wanted was just to you to be happy, truly happy. And I highly doubt this will end and turn out happily. You only decided this like two days ago. But I will stand by and watch it happen because no matter I say, you will not listen. I will stand next to you this Thursday as you marry a man I totally hate. For you I will bite my tongue, put on a fake smile and pretend to be happy for an hour. But I am not, and I dont approve. I will be there for you when this marriage goes down the drains because I am a good daughter and I love you.