It is freaking tomorrow! Tomorrow is the day. I can't believe I will be a married woman tomorrow. I look up to Andy. He has been feeding his warmth and pheromones on this couch for hours. I know he is eagerly awaiting the day, like I am. "It's so tempting to have you to myself like this, yet I can't make love to you." He beat me into talking first, tucking my hair behind my ears. "I'm trying so hard to..." he says, winking at me with his puppy eyes. "It's just a few hours away, hun." I lean into his face, aligning my lips with his. I bite my lower lip, put on my most seductive outfit, and look into his eyes. "Tomorrow, at a time like this, we will be in each other's arms as husband and wife. I will be all yours, and you will be all mine." I can feel his breathing becoming heavy. My! My beast must be so hungry. Too bad, the only thing I can satisfy him with right now is a savage kiss. I drop my eyes slowly to his lips, my fingers tracing his jawlines. I close the small gap between o
"WAS! She was my wife. Not anymore. That ended three years ago." Andy corrects her, wrapping his arm around my frozen self. She was? Was? What fucking discrepancy does it make, huh? His words would have soothed me if it were someone else rather than the latter. This is Maria, for freaking sake, my very own cousin! What kind of disastrous joke is this? "Wait, wait." I mumble, glancing at Andy, and he looks at me. "Babe, tell me it's not true. She... Maria... She can't be your wife." My heart is so heavy, and my legs are becoming too weak to support my body. "Hun." He holds my shoulders in his hands, keeping his eyes on mine. "Love, listen. She was my wife. Past tense. That's it." He cups my face, wiping away the tears falling from my eyes. If only things were just that simple, Andy! Why is he even taking this so lightly, huh?"Whether you like it or not, Adrian, you and I can never be over. We have a child together, and Angel binds us forever." "A child?" I feel Andy's hands on my
We sit down on the couch, trying to process portions of this impasse. Well, it's just me and Andy who have to absorb everything, because this bitch cannot convince me one bit that she doesn't know all this. She is affirming that she and Damian aren't together, but she can't deceive me. On top of that, she is asking to stay and be with her child. Ridiculous, right? If she has no ill motive at all, why ask to stay here? Why return only on the night of our wedding? She doesn't seem surprised by finding me in Andy's house at all, and the way she is swaying her hips and walking to the kitchen is a mocking gesture on my part. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare again? It's eight o'clock at night, and I am supposed to be happily resting, waiting for my big day tomorrow, but here I am, nursing a headache and unsure about tomorrow. What kind of game is this? "Babe, relax. I will fix this, okay?" Andy consoles, but unfortunately, tonight his words don't hold that convincing and relaxing
"I did not take anything from you, Maria, so stop accusing me. I am not like you, you know? Or should I remind you what you and Damian did to me?" I chip in. "Wow! You are still not over that? And here I thought, You love this man you so much want to marry." "I didn't get over it, because there was nothing to get over to begin with. Damian never had my heart from the word go. Did you see me cry that day? Did I ever ask you why you did it? Did I ask you both for an explanation? Did he tell you something like I was looking for him afterwards? No, right? You did me a huge favour because I was finding it hard to push him away. There was nothing between us, and so, if you thought that by sleeping with him you would hurt me, I'm sorry; your atrocious shameless acts were worth nothing." "Don't expect me to apologize for that. Besides, that is a thing from a long time ago. The topic is your being here." "Exactly. Don't turn the tables on me, because I took nothing from you. When I came her
A broad, devilish smirk is plastered on her face. That smile a witch wears after casting a spell on someone. She has just done that, and now she knows the spell is working. She has won! Game well played, Maria! Again, yet again, she won over me!"You can stay." I mumble once again, and Andy snaps out of his state. I expected him to ask me why I was doing this. Why am I allowing Maria to stay? But he doesn't say a thing. Maybe this is what he wanted; he just didn't know how to say it. I have lessened the burden for him. Now he doesn't have to say it. For him and Angel, I am willing to dine with the devil and even dance with it if that is all it will take to see them out of harm's way. The annoying clicking sound of Maria's heels as she walks back to us again catches our attention once more. She must be doing it on purpose. "You are so intelligent and humane, my dear cousin. Exactly, just as I thought." She mocks us, standing in front of us, but her eyes are on Andy. "I knew you woul
The door flickers open, and Andy drags himself inside. I have cried my eyes out. The eyebags feel so heavy. I can't even afford to look at him. "I came to get Angel. I wanted to sleep with her in my room tonight. But if you are with her, then..." "It's alright, Andy. You can take her." I mumble to him. I know he needs her. I understand his worries, fears, and insecurities when it comes to his daughter. Maria is a big threat at the moment, especially because her motive isn't clear yet. The least I can do is to give him my endless support and understanding. "You too. Let's sleep together tonight, please." He says. He is trying his best to act strong, but I can see how this whole Maria thing is breaking him down. He is shuttered and confused too. He can't even look me straight in the eye. He is cold, cold with fear and defeat. I nod my head, and he scoops Angel up after giving me a faint smile. The three of us walk out, like a family we could have become in a few hours if only this
A thousandth ring! I grit my teeth and switch the damn phone off.How annoying! I understand it's a shock for a wedding to be called off at the very last minute. I get it. It was unexpected! It's inconvenient, alarming, and unbelievable. But didn't we do enough explaining in the emails? What happened to people respecting others' decisions? We are not expecting any understanding from anyone. None at all! We get it. Who cancels their wedding on the morning of the big day, right? That's... Unbelievable. But it is what it is. They can call it crazy. Weird. Madness. Whatever name they want to give it,. The truth is, I will abide by whichever name they choose, and I won't try to defend myself or say anything against it. I have nothing to explain, because who would understand our predicaments, right? But is it so arduous to just accept and respect the fact that we have cancelled the wedding? Come on! I drag my numb legs to the kitchen. Actually, my body cells and nerves died last. I feel
I swallow another bitter sip of coffee, closing my eyes a little as the bitterness washes my throat all the way down. Damn it! I can't take another sip. I pour the remaining water into the sink and start dragging my feet out. "Is it too bitter for your liking?" Oh, this, BITCH!"What do you care?" I snap, turning slowly to look at her ugly face. That's according to my hatred for her, though. The truth is, Maria is a beautiful woman with a fair complexion. With a few touches, she would be the most beautiful model goddess that this nation has ever had. She has been perfectly aware of her alluring beauty from an early age, and she lost no chance in taking advantage of that to tame men. She has screwed dozens, and it's too unfortunate that one of them had to be Andy. Screw this bitch! "Take it easy now, dearest cousin! Actually, I really don't give a damn. But just some friendly advice. Things are never sweet. A little bitterness won't kill either. You should try and make adjustments,