Holding Hands

“I am coming in ten. Be ready by then.” She stared at the screen of her phone. She wished she did not get the text at that moment.

The whole morning she was dreading that moment. The grandfather had decided that they should hold a reception where he was going to invite the remaining guests. He still had a lot of friends and acquaintances he had not invited to the wedding.

Thomas informed her just the previous night that they had to attend the reception as his grandpa had ordered. He could not deny him the privilege and she could not deny Thomas.

She was in a contract with him. She had to do it at any cost. She did not have any problem except wanting to keep a low-key profile. She did not want a lot of exposure because the marriage was not a real one. Besides, she was afraid her past might be exposed as the grandpa would not let that go and her mom would be hurt in the process.

She looked at herself in the mirror. She looked exquisite. She was wearing an emerald cocktail that reache