“Nothing, it’s just ironic. Freedom through marriage.”
“What do you mean?”
His sideways glance tells me it should be obvious. “Marriage is a cage.”
“Damn, boy. Tell me how you really feel.”
“I just wonder if anyone can truly be happy and married at the same time.”
I stand there, lips parted, just watching Vitaly fold for a minute, because I really never knew he was this cynical. “But love and marriage. They go together like a—”
“Love isn’t a theme song,” Vitaly cuts in. “Love can mean heartbreak. It can be unrequited. It can feel like torture. Love makes you think with your heart instead of your head, which leads to terrible decisions, which could then lead to your life spinning out of control.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, you don’t want to fall in love because it’ll make you spin out of control?”