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Chapter 8 Wedding

  • MY face was full of sadness and regret when I turned to the wedding gown that Aunt Mandy had chosen for me that was laying on my bed. The gay aunt Mandy sent to put makeup on me just came out. I don't know but I can't seem to wear the gown in front of me. If I could back out of the marriage, I would, but I was thinking about my father's condition. I'm sure he'll get mad if I do that.
  • I slowly approached the bed and sat on the edge of it. I gently touched that beautiful dress that every girl dreams of wearing while walking down the aisle to the man they love. But me, how can I appreciate and enjoy this marriage if I don't love the man I'm going to marry?
  • "Miles!" I heard Andrea call me. She knocked before opening the door of my room and coming to me. "What are you doing, Miles? Are you just going to look at that wedding gown? What, you woke up and thought about backing out of the wedding?" Andrea asked.
  • I looked up at her. "I don't know if I'm going to do the right thing, Andrea. I'm still wondering if I made the right decision, but every time I think about my dad's condition and how happy they are that I'm getting married, it seems right in their eyes and this is what I have to do," I said sadly.
  • Andrea sighed before coming to me and sitting next to me. "I'm so sad for you, Miles because I know you don't like this but because you're thinking about your dad's condition you're forced to. But that doesn't mean you can't do anything, right? You can do something after the wedding so that you can be free from Zandy. I thought of a plan for him, Miles," she said with the last words seeming excited about what she thought.
  • I frowned and looked at her seriously. "What plan do you have in mind again, Andrea?" I'm curious.
  • Andrea winked at me, then raised her eyebrows a few times while smiling. My forehead only furrowed. "I'll tell you after your wedding. But for now, you need to prepare yourself for the wedding, ok? You can't be late for your wedding. Go! You can't back out either because everything is already arranged. This is a big shame for your family and Zandy's family," Andrea said.
  • I frowned and bowed for a moment. I can't do anything but marry Zandy whether I want it or not. This is my choice, I have made a decision that they did not force and I must stand by it. "Ok, fine! I'm going to marry that Zandy," I said angrily and stood up. I took the wedding gown and faced the mirror, then I wrapped the gown around my body as if it was made for my body.
  • "Wow! You look so beautiful, Miles. I can't believe it's you. You're so stunning," said Andrea who was shocked to see my reflection in the big mirror.
  • I couldn't even believe what I was seeing in front of the mirror. I want to ask myself if it's still me. I can't even remember the last time I wore a gown and arranged something like this. The light makeup and the wedding gown complement each other. The make-up artist that aunt Mandy sent was very good.
  • I even looked at my whole body in front of the mirror. I was about to smile, but I couldn't because I was going to marry Zandy, the man who stole my boyfriend. I never expected fate to play with me like this.
  • "Yes, I'm beautiful in the eyes of many people but it can't hide my true feelings, Andrea. I can't pretend to others that I love Zandy and I'm happy in this marriage," I sadly confessed.
  • Andrea came up to me and tapped me on the shoulder. "Is that still important, Miles? I don't think you need to pretend you love Zandy. It is an arranged marriage after all so they won't expect any love from you two," she explained.
  • I sighed and smiled in front of the mirror. I just nodded and faced Andrea, then hugged her. This is the last moment I will be a maiden because, in a few hours, I will marry a man I don't love.
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  • WHILE I was in a white car, I was restless. My heart was beating fast, probably because of the nervousness. How do I deal with visitors to church? Zandy? The priest? I don't know how I will react to all of them because it seems difficult to smile and show that I am happy in this marriage.
  • I bit my lower lip when the car stopped in front of a small church that was built many years ago because of its vintage color. I played with my fingers.
  • This is it! I'm about to get married and there's nothing I can do but tie the knot with a man I shouldn't marry. I was even more nervous and didn't know what to do when the car door opened. The driver helped me get off. Mom and dad greeted me, as well as Andrea who was very beautiful in her brown dress and simple makeup. Because she was my bridesmaid.
  • "Finally, Miles you're here," said mom weakly but full of pity, as if she was relieved because I was already there.
  • I tried to smile but I immediately bowed. I didn't say anything and neither did Dad and Andrea. There are a few other guests outside and I try to smile when our eyes meet.
  • Later the ceremony started. I feel like I'm going to faint and pass out. I hope I just pass out so this marriage doesn't go through. Everyone is inside and I'm just waiting for the church door to open for the bride's grand entrance.
  • My knee almost lost its strength and I felt it tremble when the door of the church opened and I was greeted by that tempo that was used so many times in a wedding ceremony. That's a wedding anthem. I also saw some guests sitting there and now the attention is on me. Anyway, I was less nervous because they didn't invite many guests. But I still want to run away and hide.
  • I closed my eyes for a moment, then started to step my feet into the church. The closer I got, the more nervous I became. I feel my forehead and upper lip sweat because of the tension I feel especially when many people applaud.