With a wedding coming up, new matters arise. The newly-engaged couple battle to fight the woes that threaten to ruin their commitment. Follow Cameron and Nia on their new journey to a world that seems so hard to navigate.View More
I woke up to the view of the sun shooting in from the windows, and the silhouette of a monkey, swinging from trees onto the sill of our window. Wait a minute! A monkey?!I still could hear the cries of the visitor, while its bulgy eyes peered down at the forms of Cameron and I wrangled in each other’s. The sheets were wrinkled all over my body, as I jolted up the bed, and a peek underneath, I came to realized I was bare naked, with the form of Cameron next to mine. The sun was a doing a beautiful job, hitting on his face. And the portion of hair falling over his profile, had my fingers tracing around his features. He looked much breathtaking, even while asleep. I could hear those low breaths pour out his lips, and while those cries of the animals afar, traveled all the way here, he would turn and turn in his sleep pulling his figure closer to mine. My eyes remained intent on him, a smile tugging at my lips while I watched in silence, staring at the man who was now my husband.
We walked out to a queue of kids, dressed in white and black uniforms, all bearing smiles on each of their faces. Amongst them was a boy, stood at a side, a mid-sized drum hanging from his neck, while hands went beating down on it with the drum sticks in his hold.“Hello” One of the kids had pulled forward, soon making his way over to Nia, who bore a smile that wasn’t ready to make leave of that entrancing face of hers any time now. It was a young boy with such rich brown eyes that was enough to have the attention anyone close to him. The moonlight which reflected onto his brown skin, gave perfect view, revealing the features of his profile, while he drew to us. I watched the eyes of Nia beam on at the boy, while receiving the handshake he had presented onto her, and then giving a slight bow to both of us, he went back joining the formation. Judging by the way he moved around, speaking to the rest, one could tell he was the leader of the group. And with a snap of his fingers, t
I woke up to soft sheets ruffling underneath my body, and a pair of arms wrapped around my form. That masculine musk was what struck me, the moment all of my senses were up and kicking. Turning around, only to be met with those soft grey eyes peering on at me. His gaze was warm, hands pulling me even closer. "Good evening" His tone was of a low pitch, voice smooth, with face bearing a grin that had taken his lips. "You fell asleep after the showers" He uttered. "I figured you'd been worn out" "I'm sorry— I wanted to let him know that it was no intention of mine to fall into a slumber the moment we arrived, but he had paused my utterance with a kiss to my lips, gaze resting in mine the minute he pulled back. Our eyes remained in each other's, gazes shifting through, and only then did my words break. Those words which took him aback.,"Why do you love me, Cameron?" My utterance had snapped his attention my way, with perplexed gaze shifting through my profile. "Why do you ask?"
“Mr Williams!” That voice had snapped my gaze to the figure hurrying towards us. Eyes rushed with glee, hands waving on at us, the man hurried forward, his boots planting a print into the loose soil at each step he drew closer. “A delight to have you here” He followed. “I’m Jan” He had shot out a hand to Cameron, giving a handshake, and with his gaze soon shifting to mine, he gave a bow. “A lovely wife you’ve got, Mr Williams” His voice was laced with a thick accent, blue eyes growing in size while he turned to the figure of Joseph still stood by his vehicle. “Hope he didn’t wear you both out” Jan whispered, pulling closer to Cameron. “The man is known for accompanying people with the tales of the downside to life which he has been in” “Believe me, whatever he has done or said, he has said the same thing to the number of guests he has brought here” “Do not take his words to heart” Jan let out. “He’s only a man, who’s been made to view life from behind, and perhaps aims to su
I touched down Jo'burg still clad in my wedding dress, and believe me, I was more concerned of being on the soil, rather than those gazes which would turn my way, while Cameron and I made our way out the airport. He had decided to be as crazed as I was, still in his suit, but he was better dressed than a lady who had sat through hours of flight in her wedding dress. That was unheard of. But it was no fault of mine, as Hugo had rang Cameron an hour after the wedding, stating that our flight was to leave before noon. We barely had bid our farewell to the family, making leave to the airport to begin the trip of our honeymoon, and I could feel the excitement bursting in me all through the flight. South Africa. It was the first country which came to mind, when Cameron asked where I would love to spend our honeymoon. It's a place I had longed to visit, since ten year old me watched all the media portrayed, it was a different place I sought to be in, and only a few hours after my fore
"It is with a sincere heart, that we say how sorry we are, and ask that you accept our apologies"Jordan had taken the alter, addressing the already impatient crowd of people, filled with murmurings that still could be heard breaking out."Do spare us a moment to have the bride and groom joined in Union, and we can all return to our homes" He followed at once, eyes beaming on at the guests. The priest, Peter, had taken the alter once more, eyes still soft, the life to be found in that gaze of his. For someone who had a busy day ahead, he seemed much patient waiting for the rings to be brought, and not for once had he laid a complaint on being kept in the dark. He had come up to us, hands holding onto the tiny boxes which now bore the rings, and in a second, he was standing before us. "Cameron Williams, do you take Nia Sangretti as your lawfully wedded wife, and promise to be faithful to her for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish her until death
“I gave it to you” That voice rang out. The voice belonging to Dylan. “No, you didn’t” Followed Derrick at once, with cross eyes fixed his way. “Yes, he did” David joined in, pulling forward to the two. “Well, that’s odd. Cause I remember giving it to you” Derrick retorted, voice taking a raise in pitch. Ashley had pulled forward at once, eyes shifting through the figures. “Will you three snap yourselves together and get the rings?!” She called at once, gaze intent on them, but they only responded with yammers, fingers pointing at each other. “I gave it to him” Dylan let out, with an index shot at to his brother. “No, you didn’t” Followed Derrick. “Where the fuck is the ring?” Cameron pushed forward, getting off the platform in a second, soon approaching them, but Jordan had stepped right in front of him, pulling him aside, perhaps trying to get him to a calm. Meanwhile, here I was onlooking, the tumult that threatened to break out. I could hear the murmurs pouring from the
I could feel the number of gazes that turned to me, upon my entrance. My entrance which had now struck the silence into the hall. Those gazes were filled with a lot of things: Relief, astonishment, glee, it went on. But I tried not to focus on the number of people that had turned around gazing upon the figure of the bride waddling into the hall. My eyes were only staring through the veil placed on my head, gazing on at that figure stood on the alter. His eyes were centered on me, watching as I made my way in. Believe me, I couldn’t see properly underneath this sheer veil placed on, but I wasn’t one to miss the joy that filled his eyes upon sight of me. His lips were parted open, gaze blank, perhaps it was bewilderment that had those eyes struck, while they peered on at me. And while I made my way down the aisle, an orchestral rendition of ‘Hallelujah’ sung by the lovely group, ‘Pentatonix’ was being played. Those violin tunes and the harp to go with, brought every vigor to my
The figure of Ashley could be seen sauntering into the room, phone pressed tight to her ears, words stumbling out her lips, she made sure to have every caller attended to, as the calls that came in, all ended with the question—Where’s the bride?She paced around the room, voice breaking out, followed with huffs and grunts, and in a moment, she had ended the call. A girl had walked into the room, eyes fixed on Ashley. “Everyone’s sat at the hall waiting” She let out. “Oh let them wait” Followed Ashley. “For no reason are we to rush the bride” She added in a firm tone, soon coming over to me. Her hands were gentle on me, that smile pulling to her lips. “I’m proud of you, Nia” She sniffed, with eyes soft on my figure, watching as I was being helped into my wedding dress by the ladies at my side. They pulled at the strings of the corset, tugging, adjusting, and i their subject, they remained working, wanting to have the dress proper on me. Perhaps it was much to their satisfaction
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