SARA'S POV
"My woman here is pregnant. We will be expecting a baby soon.......I have nothing to do with anymore Sara. The wedding is off." His words were on a replay in my head as I tried to digest everything going on around me.
The Vincent before me must be a different one, right? Probably, his twin or doppelganger who his parent must have sent to ruin the wedding.
Vincent wouldn't cheat on me, especially with my cousin's sister who I love so much. We are so close to each other and she is my best friend. She wouldn't betray me.
"Can you just stop this prank? It is getting to me already." I said to them but they seemed pretty serious.
"Who would he like about our baby?" She rubbed her stomach with a smile on her face.
That was when it hit me. I was awoken to reality and my world came crashing before my eyes. My heart was overwhelmed by the betrayal before me and it felt so suffocating.
To make matters worse, Mrs Marshall walked forward with a huge smile plastered on her face. "What happened, son? You would have called and told us about this. We thought something happened to you while you were not taking our calls."
"I apologize mother. Eliza was rushed to the hospital and I couldn't think straight. I finally realized I should have listened to you instead. I hurt Eliza. I was getting married to another woman when she was carrying my child. I have decided to set things right." He took his gaze to me and walked forward.
He went on, "I know this wasn't what you were expecting but you should understand me. Eliza and I are both in love with each other and we can't cheat ourselves like this. We can't keep deceiving ourselves."
He wasn't remorseful about it but was only trying to justify himself. I felt anger building up inside me, crying to be let out. In no time, I would burst out with emotions I couldn't control.
"How long has this been going?" I questioned the two shameless people before me. They both glanced at each other but said nothing.
"I said how long!"
Eliza jerked in fright while Vincent held her in a comforting way before he faced me. "You don't have to yell at all. Don't hurt her."
"How long?" I questioned again.
"Well, for over three months. Three months since I found out there is more to love which wasn't your boring kind of life. I wanted to experience a life without your boring ways."
Three months? Unbelievable.
"You were cheating on me with her because of my boring life? I did everything for you Vincent. I did everything for this relationship to work. I did everything to please you. Everything to make you happy." I reminded through gritted teeth, trying so hard to contain the anger in me but it wasn't working a bit as I wanted.
"And you," I faced Eliza. "You were my sister. I loved you so much and I was ready to do anything just to make me happy. But what did you do? You went to sleep with my fiance and even got pregnant for him."
"You don't have to blame me. He never liked you but he did like me. Would it be better if I had forced him to come to me and ignore you instead? I allowed the man what he wanted and he fell too deeply for me."
"Stood acting like the victim here Sara." Vincent stared and moved his fingers across his hair. "You are always so annoying and you keep getting me pissed up. With your boring life, I got so tired of you and wanted you out but you keep coming back, insisting on a wedding."
He tsked and added, "Who would want to marry someone who isn't good in bed?"
The guests, who were still around, watching the whole scene unfold before them, all laughed when he said that. I couldn't believe it. He was bringing out the private to the open now?
"You have nothing good to offer and not even something as common as cash. How can a doctor like me marry you then?"
I was left dumbfounded and couldn't say anything. They were all talking about me, laughing at me, and looking at me with judgy eyes.
"You are only beautiful but you have nothing else attached to you," he added.
I was covered in a cocoon of embarrassment and couldn't look up.
"I hate you!" I muttered and ran away. Far away from the church, avoiding their laughter, their mockery, and their gossip.
I ran out not minding anyone else. I just wanted a place to hide. To hide my face and never show it to anyone anymore.
While running down the road, I wasn't watching where I was going and bumped into someone. I expected the both of us to fall but he was standing firm and never moved an inch.
I was expecting him to push me off yell at me or curse at me, but he didn't. Instead, he locked his fingers in my hair and drew me closer to his chest.
"Let it all out sweetheart. Cry it out. In no time, the pain would be gone and you would wake up to a new life." His deep tenor voice spoke into my ears and I was charmed by it.
Not bothering to look at the man who had spoken to me, I relaxed, crying my eyes out.
"They hurt you which they shouldn't have. They should pay for it and you need to make them realize what they have done. You can only do that when you heal, so baby, cry it out now so when you are done, you will be healed." He spoke into my ear with a tone so comforting.
I still don't know the stranger I am talking to but the comfort he brought with him was something I needed to rely on. But how does he know what happened to me? Probably he was there at the wedding and had run after me when I left the church.
I finally pulled away from his comfort and looked at his face, with my breath being taken away immediately.
His irises are a color of grey. Light grey to be precise. A rare eye color I haven't seen before. His nose was pointed and straight, his jawline a sharp line. A handsome man who would pass for the most handsome man in the world.
The aura around him was so strong but it caused my stomach to tinge so tightly. I was suddenly attracted to him which I shouldn't be after what I just got stood up at my wedding, but I found myself getting even more attracted to him.
What the hell is happening to me?
He leaned closer until I could feel his warm breath on my skin which almost caused me to roll my eyes to the back of my head but I had to control myself.
Not today! I told myself.
I am hurt and frustrated and shouldn't be thinking about any man. Besides we are in the......
I looked around, finally realizing where I was. We were both surrounded by trees. How the hell did I get myself there?
There wasn't any house close by neither was there a house or anything. Just the trees, bearing witness to me wanting to do something stupid.
"You shouldn't hold back. They have hurt you a lot and they need to pay for it. Come on, give in." The mysterious man spoke softly into my ears but darn what that voice and release of air on my neck did to me.
He is right. I can't allow what they did to me to come into my head and destroy everything, leaving me with nothing, not even hope.
I drew even closer to the stranger and my eyes went to his lips. Here I am, in my wedding dress, about to sleep with someone I haven't met before, immediately after I was betrayed and heartbroken.
Well, I don't care. I drew closer until my lips met with his succulent and enticing lips and we were both entangled in a new world of ours. A world that never seemed to exist but it does.
Sara's POV As night fell, we spoke and laughed to make up for lost time. The announcement of the baby's arrival brought tears of joy to our eyes as Emma and Elias announced it. Henry and Anne's reunion was warm and welcomely received.We sat down to dinner at which time Jethro reached for my hand, his eyes locking mine. "I'm so glad to have you home," he whispered.I smiled, knowing full well the deep connecting nerve that was between us, and simply replied, "Me too.".Not one of my loved ones was missing from the dinner table, and for the first time in a very, very long time, I was whole.As the night wore on, Jethro took me toward our chambers with his arm securely wrapped around me."You're safe now," he whispered as his lips tickled my ear.I nodded, finally, the memories no longer weighing on my shoulders. "I'm home," I said out loud.Jethro's eyes sparkled, his lips curving into a smile. "Forever," he replied with a promise.I smiled in return; knowing all was right in the worl
Sara's POV As night fell, we spoke and laughed to make up for lost time. The announcement of the baby's arrival brought tears of joy to our eyes as Emma and Elias announced it. Henry and Anne's reunion was warm and welcomely received.We sat down to dinner at which time Jethro reached for my hand, his eyes locking mine. "I'm so glad to have you home," he whispered.I smiled, knowing full well the deep connecting nerve that was between us, and simply replied, "Me too.".Not one of my loved ones was missing from the dinner table, and for the first time in a very, very long time, I was whole.As the night wore on, Jethro took me toward our chambers with his arm securely wrapped around me."You're safe now," he whispered as his lips tickled my ear.I nodded, finally, the memories no longer weighing on my shoulders. "I'm home," I said out loud.Jethro's eyes sparkled, his lips curving into a smile. "Forever," he replied with a promise.I smiled in return; knowing all was right in the worl
Sara's P.O.V I hummed softly to myself as I cleaned Vincent's bedroom, my hands gliding easily across the surfaces. My eyes strayed to his dresser, toward that one drawer he'd always said not to touch. Curious, I wondered what could be so special in that one little drawer. "A surprise?" I asked innocently.My fingers found the handle and drew the drawer open in a second. Inside were heaps of photos. The first I picked was of a man crowned, an aura of melancholy diffused about him. A lot about him seemed so familiar, yet I just couldn't place who he was.I went onto the next picture couple embracing. The woman's face stirred something in my system. "Emma? Elias?" I blurred my head racing. Then, a sharp pain pierced my head, and pictures slipped from my hands as a groan escaped my lips.A voice reverberated inside my head, "I love you, and you are forever mine." But it wasn't Vincent's voice. There came confusion inside me. Picking up the coronation picture, the rise of tears was to be
Jethro's POV Three Months later…%.Three months had passed since that fateful day. I sat in my throne room, full of the grandeur of a restored kingdom but my heart was still shattered. Ryker's defeat and Tanisha's demise brought peace, but only Eldrid still stirred in my heart.Elias entered, his face solemn. "Your Highness," he greeted low. I did not even look up. "Did you find her?" I asked without any expectation of a different answer.The pause that followed was all the answer Elias needed. "Nein, Your Highness." I looked down, my eyes welling up hot. I had sent Elias to scour the ruins-to search every inch of the explosion site. But there was nothing. No sign of Sara. No indication of her fate.I clung to hope, tenuous as the thinnest of threads but refused to break. She may yet be alive. She must. Elias stepped near. His footsteps made quiet echoes in the still hall. "I have searched every possible place, Jethro," he said, using my name rather than my title. "I have interrogate
Jethro's P.O.V.I stormed down the corridors of Ryker's lair-my sword slicing through the shadows. Guards leaped to intercept me, but with rage fueling my movements, I cut them down with precision.Finally, I burst into Ryker's chamber, my eyes locking onto the man himself.Ryker stood calmly, an amused hint dancing on his lips."Where is Sara?" I yelled, my voice echoing off the stone walls. "Where are you keeping her?"Ryker's smile spread wider, but nothing fell from his lips. "Liar!" I spat, my hand tightening on my sword hilt. "I know you're behind this." Ryker somehow managed to lift an eyebrow. "Sara? Do you think I have Sara? You ought to know me by now, Jethro. If I had Sara, I'd leave a message. But I don't have Sara." Anger spilled over and I was yelling, "You're lying!Ryker's men drew their swords and, in the dim light of the room, angled them at me."Be careful, Jethro," Ryker said, his voice thick with malice. "You're on my turf, surrounded by my men. Your recklessne
Sara's POV I slowly opened my eyes, grogginess fogging my brain. Where was I? The air was heavy with darkness and an eerie silence.A faint splash sounded through the room followed by a cold trickle down my face. I jackknifed upwards, gasping.Someone was sitting beside me, swathed in shadows. My eyes slowly accommodated to the dim light and the outline of a woman appeared."Welcome back, Sara," she said, her voice oozing malice.The woman leaned forward, and a sliver of light danced across her features, revealing Tanisha's sinister smile."You must be wondering where you are," Tanisha said, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Let's just say you're guessing with me."Memories came flooding back to Emma's visit, the figure in black, the knock to the head. My mind reeled; fear clawed its way up my throat.Tanisha did not even bat an eye. "You see, Sara, you're quite valuable to me. Your. Particular talents could tip the scales in Ryker's favor."My heart plummeted. Emma's words replayed