"Tom was a close friend, and we just... grew closer and closer over the past three years. He asked me out on my birthday two years ago, and we've been together ever since."

"Getting married in secret was naughty," Jimmy chastises, waving a finger at you. "Naughty, naughty. You gave the press a field day, and I think most of your fans were hell-bent on attending the wedding themselves."

You shrug, looking like a child caught doing something they weren't to. The audience laughs. "We wanted our privacy--and though I love my fans and Loki's Army very, very much--we wanted the most important day of our lives to be something we could share with friends and family, not the whole world." You chuckle, looking at your hands.

"What's funny?" Jimmy prods with a smile.

You life your eyes, Tom coming to mind. "Jimmy, when I was younger, I swore I would be that girl who never got married. I never thought someone could deal with me, all my weird facets and everything that makes me, me. I never thought I'd find love, and for most of my young adult life, I was okay with that. If it was between having an ordinary life with an ordinary person and having just myself, I'd always choose the latter.

"For the longest time, I thought I was asexual, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I just had incredibly high standards. I was not about to lower them to make anyone happy." You giggle. "Fictional men ruined me."

"Why did you get engaged the first time, then?"

Your brows pull together as you try to configure your words properly. "I suppose... it was to appease my parents. They were relentless that I find a husband."

To Be Continued...