Dream: John Lloyd and Bea

Last night, I dreamed that I was getting married to John Lloyd Cruz and I was Bea Alonzo. We'd been completely in love, so I was confused that, right before the ceremony, JLC was suddenly distant. 

He spent time with his friends; didn't even look at me. I wasn't sure if we should even continue the wedding, but all the guests were there and I was already dressed. 

I thought about talking to him, worried that I'd be legally bound to someone who didn't want me even if he was JLC. Then I considered going with the flow but also being emotionally prepared to question him why he still proceeded to marry me. I would be blameless, I figured, even if stuck. 

I wondered if he loved someone else. But we had been so happy! And his eyes had always seemed sincere. And why hadn't he said anything?

We got married, but he didn't join me in the room later.

Then someone told me why, but I can't remember how. Maybe it was a narrator: You're messy. Your bed is full of cookie crumbs, and he can't stand it. He loves you, but he can't tolerate your being a slob. 

Bea Alonzo swept the clothes and crumbs off her bed. Sniffed her hands. Then she sobbed.