Chapter 90
- BIANCA'S POV
- I opened my eyes to see the space beside me on the bed, empty. That was best for us. His family had successfully forced us to share a room, and I was glad I didn't have to wake up to see his face every day. I couldn't be angry first thing in the morning. Cleaning off the sleep from my eyes, I stepped down the bed in my silky night robe, and walked into the bathroom. I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, and I was glad I looked better. I also felt better. It was the fourth day after the Russo's traditional family dinner and after party. I had not seen or heard a word from Anthonio, and to be very honest, all I could tell him was that I was sorry. I always dropped a new message for him every day, but he never replied any. It got me worried because more than any other thing, I could not bear to go ahead with this wedding, knowing I hurt another man. The day of the wedding was fast approaching and if I had what it took to delay it or make time go still, I would have.
- We were supposed to proceed with the wedding two weeks after the dinner. Mia; Manuel's mom, had insisted that we didn't waste any more time. According to her, money wasn't a problem, so I could have everything I wanted for my dream wedding within the short period of time. 'My dream wedding'. I did have a dream wedding, what girl didn't? But I guess my dream wedding should be to a man I loved. I no longer love Manuel, so......