Rude

ACCALIA'S POV

We got downstairs, to see Dad and Aunt Clarissa. The look on their faces seems subtle and confused. I stood behind Don, as he spoke,

“I'm taking her home tonight.” He says, Dad shared a look with Aunt Clarissa, then to me,

“Why all of a sudden? The marriage rites are yet to be done.” He managed to say, Don turned his head slowly to him,

”Marriage rites?" They both nodded frantically,

“Lia and I already did that. I just came here to pick up my wife before you give her up.” He paused, then allowed them to digest what he had just said, then continued” We'll see you at the wedding.” They both stood in awe at what was happening, even I was shocked because I wasn't expecting that response from him.

He looked at me with a cold expression, “Pack your things and meet me in the car." He said as he straightened his jacket and adjusted his tie. He gave me a cold, hard look, and then turns and walks out the door without a word. As he leaves, I feel a sense of relief wash over me. I c