To have and to hold?

Another short story idea I thought I'd share. I hope you like it.....

The bride beamed as she gracefully moved around the dance floor. Her svelte figure covered in satin and lace trailed behind her. Long blonde curls fell around her face and past her shoulders. She was an elegance of beauty that everyone admired.

Guests beamed at as she relished in her day, for she had married the man who would look after her for the rest of their lives together.

He watched in awe as the love of his life gracefully swept across the dance floor. He was a lucky man but behind that smile he knew a different story.

He knew she didnt truly love him. Not like the way she loved his best friend. Even though she promised him it was over, he knew they were both still in love, but he refused to let her go. He knew the guilt would eventually eat him up but until that day came he promised he would do anything to keep her by his side even if it meant blackmailing her.

He hated himself for it but it was the only way he could keep her close to him. The threats, the lies. None of it really mattered to him because she was now his. He promised himself he would change as soon as they exchanged vows and today was that day. Today was the start of a new life for him. For them.

But just to be sure, he kept the knife hidden under the bed.....