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She'd married him on a whim. They were young, stupid and hopelessly in love. They were only nineteen when they went through with it. The wedding wasn't what she had ever imagined. It wasn't a wedding at all. No one knew about it, especially not their parents. An unapproving Serena and a naïve Nate served as witnesses. Blair had never imagined that she'd be getting married at City Hall, getting married at the age of nineteen with no reason other than that she was in love, and most of all she hadn't imagined getting married to Chuck Bass. Shortly after the ceremony, if you could call it that, their parents had found out and all hell broke lose. Despite Bart's protests and Eleanor's threats, Blair and Chuck did not annul the marriage and went to live together in a suite at The Palace. It was a blissful little haven that they created for themselves. They had each other and they had their love and that was enough to make them happy for a while. There was fire and passion, there was arguing and making up, and there was school work and normal teenage stuff. It was hard, it was crazy, but it was just what they wanted.

The honeymoon didn't last long.

A few months later, the fights grew worse, the make up sessions not so quick or as passionate, the stress of spending so much time together was getting to them both. Blair went to sleep crying almost every night. She didn't go as far as to say that she regretted marrying Chuck, but she felt deep down that he did and that hurt her even more. Their sex life became habit, forced even. She felt him distant a lot of the times. At times they'd argue during sex and the moment was ruined. Blair didn't know what to do to save her marriage.

And then it became worse.

She realized soon enough that Chuck didn't look at her the way he had before. He seemed to look at other women and get the sparkle in his eyes that he use to get only for her. Their life was routine and boring, no longer exciting and dangerous as it had been in the beginning, the way that had convinced her that this was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, this was the way she wanted to live out the rest of her life. She didn't know if she loved him the same either. But the thought of losing him, of not feeling him beside her, of not hearing his heart beating as she rested on his chest, of not laughing those rare times during the day that things seemed good between them, proved to Blair that she did love Chuck still. Maybe not with the same youthful wonderment that had consumed her and driven her to marry him, but just as much if not deeper.

Chuck was her husband. He was the man that she planned and wanted to spend the rest of her life with. He was the man, that when the time was right, she wanted to have children with. She saw them living out youthful dreams: big house, 2 kids, marriage bliss. But she knew that she was losing him. She was losing him to loose women from his past and present. He was being consumed by the same instability that had plagued him before they'd gotten married. He wasn't the same Chuck that he was before, and as much as it hurt her and ripped her mind, body, heart and soul apart, she needed to let him go. She couldn't sit back and watch fall in trance with a new woman. She couldn't wait around wondering where he was, who he was talking to and text messaging so much and so secretively.

After only about six months of wedding bliss they separated. He called and played mind games with her. Wanting her back one day and then casting her aside the next. She let him in because she loved him, and because she had a blinding faith that they could work things out. Chuck knew just what to say, how to say it and when to say it. She constantly fell into his trap every time. After over six more months of putting up with his indecisive nature, of making up and breaking up, she asked for a divorce.