CHAPTER SIX

THE MURDER

CHELSEA’S POV

“Ma’am are you okay?” The police officer asked in concern. 

“Uhm, what?” I responded in a confused tone due to the fact that I was trying to process everything happening all at once. One minute I was on the floor seated in front of Nadia, the next minute a guest died at my own wedding ceremony. 

Who could have done this? I thought to myself, trying to put the pieces together in order to solve this puzzle. 

I scanned the environment and noticed something strange. That’s when I saw him. Standing at the far edge of the crowd, still and unbothered while everyone around him panicked.

“No, no it can’t be.” I uttered with fear trying so hard not to drench myself in sweat.

I hopped down from the ambulance and was about walking straight ahead to meet this familiar stranger.

“Ma’am, we’re sorry but we need to make sure that you’re okay.” Some paramedic members stated. “No, you don’t understand. I need to—“ They kept blocking the way. Everywhere suddenly became crowded.

I tried my best to struggle past them but all my efforts just went down the drain. “Shit!” 

I lost track of him and now he’s nowhere to be found.

I wanted to meet him. Wanted to confirm if…

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This would be your new room. There would be rules set in place in this marriage. Remember, this js a marriage of convenience. So let’s not have any high expectations.

“Oh, I thought..” 

“You thought nothing.” He cut me off. “See you later at night.” He said while backing me.

“Tonight?” I looked at him in confusion. “Yes, get ready before 8pm. You’ll find everything you need in the closet.” He said while pointing a finger at the closet.

Hmm..I wonder what this could be. Dinner? What a weird fellow. One minute, he acted like he cared at our wedding. Now, he’s acting like a dick. How nice. 

Well…this has been one hell of a shitty week for me FOR SURE!!

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“I am to wear this?” I raised the net cloth in front of the mirror while trying to picture how it would look in my head.

Oh my…are we going to—

My cheeks flushed but it didn’t feel right to me. The only man I’d open my whole self to is Ryan. If not him…then no one else.

Chels…you can definitely turn this stranger down. You just have to. He needs to earn me.

“What?? No—“ I shook my head in disgust. What the fuck am I saying. I’m not doing this and that is final. 

Fuck. 

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I scanned the whole room. From the lights on the mirror to the pink sheets on the bed and the cute teddy bear beside me. I can’t lie, the room is really beautiful and big.

I sighed out loud. What a breath of fresh air. No Nadia, No Victoria… No wicked step mother. Good riddance to bad rubbish for real. I pray I never have to set my eyes on her EVER AGAIN. 

I could feel my fist clenching together in anger. Gosh, she makes me so angry. I wished dad didn't marry her.

A knock came through the door. I knew who it was already. 

I looked at the clock on the wall. It was exactly 8pm. Oh so he can be punctual for this but not our wedding? 

“Interesting.” Men will always be men I guess.

I got down from the bed and headed towards the door.

I guess it’s time to do what I’ve been practicing these past few hours.