Mag-log inLaura's POV.The first person I saw when I opened my eyes was my husband. He was lying on the side of the bed, watching me as I was sleeping. I was literally startled but then I got to understand or would I rather say my brain reconnected, telling me that I was safe in the soft embrace of my husband. He literally wouldn't let anything happen to me.“How long have you been staring at me?” I asked, lifting up my body and I pulled the blanket over my face. “Long enough, baby.”“You are becoming creepy, my beloved. I get scared sometimes when you behave like that” I said and he laughed beside me.“You're my wife. I'm allowed to look at you. And do you really want me to believe that you get scared of me? that is impossible.”“There's a difference between looking and staring.”“I disagree.” I pushed the blanket down.“What time is it?” I asked, pushing the blanket down.“Almost ten.” he said, my eyes almost widened.“What do you mean by ten?”“Yes, you heard me right. It is ten.”“You let
Victor's POV.I was sitting in the dark with my phone placed down on the table in front of me. The only light in my room came from the lamp beside me, I mean I totally couldn't sit in full darkness.Vanessa was used to doing this. She would always make me wait for so long just to see her and to be sincere with myself, I was getting fed up.I have been waiting for nearly an hour and also I checked the time again and again but I will always lean back in my chair as I tried to exercise a little bit of patience.Whatever Vanessa was showing to me it wasn't actually unusual for me but what was unusual was the fact that she had promised me that she wouldn't be late. I picked up my glass as I drank from the wine and I placed it on the table again.The door finally opened and Vanessa walked in without knocking on the door. It was just like an intruder barging into your personal space without any permission.“You're late.” I said and she removed her coat and dropped it onto the back of a chair
Zara’s POVMy parents were gone and the house became very quiet. I wasn't saying that the house was never quiet but it was just never used to being alone without the presence of the ones that made it feel like home.I sat down on the couch, crossing my legs as I scrolled through my phone without actually reading anything. The thought of Dad and Laura leaving for their honeymoon this morning made me feel a little bit incomplete but I just knew that I had to let them spend some quality time all alone by themselves.I smiled when I remembered the way Dad had looked at her before they left. He had barely been able to keep his eyes off her.They were disgusting but in a cute way. All I had to do was chuckled to myself, it was left to me to keep my own self company until they get back from their honeymoon.“Finally,” I muttered, tossing my phone beside me.The television was playing in the background. One of the security guards stood outside near the entrance, and another was somewhere upst
Laura's POV.“I can understand everything you are saying to me but you are very confident for someone who was nervous at the altar.” I said and he playfully frowned at me.“I wasn't nervous.”“Just come on baby. You don't have to be shy to add me to me because I could see that you already forgot your vows.”“If you're going to tease me about almost forgetting my vows. Then I want to let you know that you are the one that made it like that, you are the only cause of my forgetfulness.”“How can you even say it is my fault? You are trying to gaslight me and I'm not liking it.”“I am not gaslighting you. All I am saying is that you are the cause of everything that happened at the altar and is it just because you looked extremely beautiful.” he said and I pouted my mouth at him.“You are such a liar.” I said, shaking my head. Then he placed a kiss on my forehead.“You married the liar.” he replied with a smile on his face.“And somehow I'm okay with it.”I climbed out of bed and walked tow
Laura's POV.I opened my eyes and the first thing I could remember was my wedding that happened the previous day.Whenever I would remember my wedding and how Lucas had suddenly become my husband I would always smile to myself.I turned my head towards him. Lucas was still asleep beside me, one arm stretched across the space where I had been lying. His hair was slightly messy, and his face looked completely different without the serious expression he usually wore during the day.I reached over and gently pushed a strand of hair away from his forehead. Then he opened his eyes.“You're staring at me,” he said. I quickly pulled my hand back.“I wasn't. You are imagining things.” I replied, he smiled at me and shifted closer.“Good morning, wife.” he said, I covered my face with the blanket.“Stop saying that.” I said and he started laughing.“I know you love it.”I peeked at him.“Maybe.”“Definitely you do.” he replied and I laughed as I sat up, removing the blanket off my face.The mom
Lucas's POV.Laura and I Just kept hugging ourselves. I would literally say we were about to enter each other bodies, Her head was placed against my chest and to be sincere that was the most enthusiastic feeling.I really loved my woman so much and I enjoyed it when she was so close to me. To me, and not to anyone else.At least I could enjoy her for some moments without having any music or any cameras flashing at us.But before I could even immerse myself more in the moment, Laura pulled away from me first as she spoke up.“ I know that you enjoy whatever we are sharing right now. But I need to tell you that I need to change up because I don't want to spend all day in my wedding dress. If you can permit me to pull off my wedding dress from my body so I can place it where I would always admire it because it is an art.”“Alright, I am not stopping you from changing up but do you perhaps need my help?” I asked naughtily, biting gently on my lower lip. She looked at me in a flirtatious w
Laura's POV.I woke up suddenly, my body jerking like I had fallen from somewhere high.For a few seconds, I just laid there, staring at the ceiling. My heart raced for no clear reason, the room felt unfamiliar to me but not enough to scare me, yet my body felt wrong.It felt heavy and used. I felt
Laura's pov.The alcohol burned in my veins. It was louder than my thoughts. I knew this wasn't me. Not the sober me. Not the careful girl who over thought everything and apologized too much. But the alcohol didn't care about who I usually was. It peeled me open and let something reckless breathe.
Laura's POV.For a split second, after my palm connected with Chad's face. People stared at me in awe, like no one trusted what they had just seen.The old Laura would have apologized by now. She would have cried. She would have begged him to understand. She would have folded herself into something
Laura's POV.This day was supposed to be perfect.It was my last day in college, and for once, my chest felt light instead of tight. The kind of light that came with endings that promised new beginnings for me.I stood in front of my mirror, turning slowly, smiling at my reflection like I was meeti







