Chapter 9 - Her not so dream wedding

Liliana dozed off in the hospital bed after the medication took effect and dreamt of the events seven years past.

“And now I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The priest announced.

Liliana’s heartbeat picked up as Jonathan leaned into her to kiss her. The first kiss that she had saved up for him.

She was a bundle of nerves. It was quite unlike her calm, collected, and confident self.

But the moment their lips met, he said the most hurtful words she had ever heard, “Did you think you could be my wife because you schemed and trapped me into this? You can enjoy the vacant position of Mrs. Smith that you covet so much. But you will never have a place in my heart and life.”

The others saw them as a loving couple who kissed and cherished the moment that bound them as one.

But Liliana knew that it was the beginning of her doom.

Her father had coerced her into the marriage, and she knew his family had forced him.

But she had held the hope of living together harm