Topic #46 Marriage
Natasha stared out at the city below her. Her arms were folded across her chest as she waited on a rooftop. He should be here soon. She left him a message and she knew he’d show. It was just a matter of time.
“Tash?” a voice asked from behind her. “You left a message saying you wanted to see me?”
She didn’t turn around. “Yes.”
“What’s wrong? What happened?” he asked as he placed an arm around her shoulders.
“I wanted to ask you a legal question.”
She could hear the blatant surprise in his voice. “If a person’s spouse is considered dead, but there’s no official death certificate, and they are found to be alive, would the couple still be legally married?”
The question had plagued her since she had first discovered that Alexi was still alive. She had vowed to love him for the rest of her life and a part of her still loved him, even after he had been believed to be dead and despite all that happened. Marriage was sacred and something to be taken very seriously in her book. She had to know if she were still married. Then she could decide what she would do.
“Tasha, why are you asking me this?”
“Remember a year or so ago when I visited for a few days…”
“You mean when you were hiding out by my side?”
She looked at him. “Yes.”
“So what about it?”
“The reason for the assassin on my tail was Alexi.”
“Alexi? Your dead husband Alexi?”
She nodded. “Apparently he’s still alive. He arranged the Bulgarian government’s play to get me and hired the assassin to kill me. He arranged it all.”
“I asked him the same question when I saw him. He said, and I quote, ‘I don’t like you’.”
He looked over at her. “I’m sorry.”
“For what? You didn’t do anything. My former husband’s dislike of me has nothing to do with you. But you didn’t answer my question. Would Alexi and I still be legally married? There was never any certificate of death. Just the KGB’s word.”
When he doesn’t answer her right away she looked over at him. “Matt?”
“You’re still legally married to Alexi,” he answered quietly.
“Thank you,” she said quietly.
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know yet,” she admitted. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Matthew.” She gave him a small smile and then dove over the edge.