I'll probably only ever be the second wife. Does it matter?

My name is Rebecca but I fear I'm destined to be the second Mrs de Winter

The arrival of spring means one thing: it’s the most wonderful time of the year… to get married. With the wedding of two of my favourite people on the horizon next month, and an RSVP just returned for another in October, it’s got me thinking about marriage, if you’ll excuse the Carrie Bradshawism. And more specifically, if I will ever be somebody’s wife.