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CHAPTER 15: CLICHE
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I'm His Lover CHAPTER 16: DANCE
When a slow song starts playing, we part ways. "Want to dance?" Mark suggests as we catch our breath. "Sure," I agree, and we make our way to the dance floor. It's like a scene from that movie "A Cinderella Story," where Austin told Mark they should meet under the disco ball. What a coincidence. Austin's appearance reminds me of Tristan from the early episodes of Gilmore Girls, but then my thoughts wander to Lauren Graham, and from there, I somehow end up thinking about the movie Middle School: The Worst Years of My Life, which had a cute dog named Calvin. That, in turn, triggers memories of my old dog, Pat, who was just like that. I snap out of my thoughts before the song ends, realizing that Mark and I are closer than ever. When the music stops, we decide to take a break and chat with other people. Mark heads off to find Charlie, and I seek out someone I can tolerate, at least for a little while. I wander around aimlessly until Max approaches me. "Heey, boo boo," he slurs, clearl
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 17: BIG DAY
Five weeks remain until the wedding. "Hello, it's wonderful to finally meet you," I greet Abby warmly. "I've heard a lot about you from Charlie, who also knows you," Abby replies, shaking my hand. "In that case, let me guide you through the process," I suggest, leading them inside. "For the rest of my life, I'll have to thank your father every day," Charlie remarks, instructing us to gather all the bags. … Four weeks until the wedding. "I love this one. Red velvet Oreo cheesecake," Mark says, savoring another bite. I try a forkful. "This is the one we'll go with," I inform the person serving us. "It looks like we've found our cake!" Mark exclaims, rubbing his lips together and clapping his hands. "I suppose so," I reply with a smile. … Three weeks until the wedding. "I've scheduled your hair and makeup appointment," Maya tells me, ushering me into my room. "Why can't you do it?" I inquire. "Because I have an appointment too," she explains and playfully flops onto my bed.
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 18: GETTING READY
Day before the wedding: "Why do I have to go for a manicure today?" I inquire as Maya ushers me into the car. "Because your hands need to look their best for the photos," she explains, sliding into the driver's seat. In one car, Abby, Maya, Sophie, and I are squeezed together, while in another, my mom, Hannah, and Kelly, Mark's cousin, are riding. "But what if I don't care about looking good?" I whine as I slump down into my seat. "Nope, no exceptions. And sit up, we can't have you getting into a car accident the day before your wedding," Maya insists as she pulls out of the driveway. "You'd be the one to kill me, you're the one driving," I quip, sitting up. "Quit it. You know what I mean. Plus, you might end up liking it," Maya says with a hint of optimism. I didn't like it at all. It felt strange. She massaged my hands and performed all sorts of nail procedures that were slightly uncomfortable. Then came the acrylic nails, followed by the painting, whatever a 'French tip' is.
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 19: CELEBRATION
The Wedding "Are you feeling nervous?" My dad inquires as the music begins playing, and Hannah descends the stairs, scattering flower petals. "Is it really that obvious?" I respond, anticipating the young boy who will carry the rings. "Just a tad, I suppose," he admits. Jackson, Mark's best man, and Charlie then guide their dates to their seats. "Thanks, Dad, for stating the obvious." Maya and Levi, Mark's best man, follow. "I just answered your question," he quips, offering a shrug. Kelly, Mark's cousin, is next, accompanied by another groomsman, Brandon. "Please spare me the smart-aleck remarks, Dad." Sophie and Mason are next. "You look stunning, and I have no doubt you'll achieve all your dreams. I love you," my dad says. The wedding march begins to play, and before I can think of anything else, my father is leading me down the aisle. "Don't let me trip," I whisper softly, meant only for my dad's ears. He chuckles softly. As I approach the climax of this journey, I notice
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 20: CEREMONY
"Now, I'd like to invite the newlyweds to join us on the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife," announces the MC over the microphone. "Wise men say only fools rush in," I whisper to Mark as the music begins. "But I can't help falling in love with you," he responds with a smile. "Did you choose this song?" I inquire. "Elvis is also one of my favorites," he confesses. We continue to dance and smile as the song plays. A few dances later... "Now, I'd like to invite the bride and her dad for the father-daughter dance," the MC announces. "You're not going to start crying because of this, are you?" I tease my dad, knowing how emotional this song always makes him. "No," he sniffs. "I'll be okay." "Are you sure? Because the part that always gets you is coming up," I jest, trying to lighten the mood. "Yes, I'm sure," he says, holding back his tears. But he can't hold back, and he breaks down, but it's all right because the song shifts, and it's about all dads and daug
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 21: PRE-HONEYMOON
Four hours into the seemingly endless 8-hour flight, I stirred from my slumber, and to my surprise, Mark was still peacefully asleep beside me. I took advantage of this quiet moment to catch up on what had been transpiring in the world for the past three days. For some inexplicable reason, I had deliberately avoided all forms of social media during that time. As I unlocked my phone, I discovered that I was tagged in a new I*******m post by the wedding photographer. She had posted a selection of our wedding photos, capturing moments like the big reveal and one with the entire crew, where we were all caught in fits of laughter. Scrolling down further, I came across another tagged photo, this time from Abby. It was a selfie we had snapped at the reception, and I couldn't help but smile as I remembered the fun we had. Abby was truly a wonderful person, and I hoped to maintain our friendship. To my surprise, I realized that I had several more tagged posts waiting for my attention. Mark's
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 22: HEALTH DETERIORATE
MARK I nudged Alyanna gently, my excitement for the day bubbling over. "Wake up! Wake up!" I exclaimed, eager to kickstart the official beginning of our honeymoon. Alyanna groaned and muttered, "5 more minutes." I couldn't let her linger in slumber any longer. I pulled the covers back, revealing that she was soaked in sweat, her brow furrowed with discomfort. "Come on, it's time to rise and shine," I insisted, my voice brimming with anticipation. She finally relented, sitting up and yawning. "Fine, I'm up," she conceded, heading to the bathroom to change. "So, what's on the agenda today?" she inquired from the bathroom. My mind, however, wasn't on our plans for the day. I couldn't help but wonder why she was sweating so profusely. My concern lingered as she returned from the bathroom, giving me a quizzical look. I snapped back to the present. "Oh, uh, surfing," I replied, still puzzled by her condition. "Cool. I'll just grab my swimsuit, we'll get breakfast, and then head to the
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 23: RETURN OF CANCER
I woke up with a persistent stomach ache and a throbbing headache. It seemed like it hadn't gone away from the previous day. As I slowly opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn't in my own bed or the hotel's bed; I was in a hospital bed. My hand felt something warm and comforting. I turned my head to see Mark sitting in a chair beside me, his gaze fixed on the floor, and his hand firmly holding mine. I wanted to say something, to reassure him that I was okay, but my voice eluded me. It was as if I could talk, but the words just wouldn't come out. So, I opted to squeeze his hand instead. His head snapped up, and he perched on the edge of the bed. "Alyanna, are you okay?" he asked, concern lacing his words. I gave him a tentative sideways thumbs-up. "I'm going to get the doctor and let her know you're awake, alright?" I nodded, though I didn't want him to leave. I wanted his comforting presence by my side. There were many uncertainties, but one thing felt undeniably right—Mark. He woul
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