Venessa's P.O.V
The moment I entered the diner, I was welcomed by the stares and glares from every customer and staff especially the girls.
To add, they weren't even bothering to lower their voices as they talked shamelessly about me.
" What a gold digger", " Just look at her!, she doesn't even look that good" and so on.
I stared down at my shoes, feeling ashamed and heartbroken, as memories during my high school started to hit me with full force.
I felt the tears gathering at the corner of my eyes, ready to fall anytime soon but, sadly this time mama won't be here to wipe them away.
I glanced up at Mario and it seems like he's the only person here in the diner that doesn't hate or disgusted by my existence at the moment.
He stood there at the cashier smiling at me like a father encouraging her daughter to carry on the re
Vincent P.O.VFixing my tie, I hastily left my office to meet Rose. She has no idea that I would be coming.It's basically her break time, which means she would have some time to spend with me.Entering the elevator, I couldn't keep the excitement roaring inside me, making me feel giddy like a teenager.Exiting the building, I strode directly to my car wasting no time to drive to the diner.Upon my arrival at the diner, as always and as usual everyone fell silent and stared at me with widened eyes as if they couldn't believe that it was actually me.What is exactly wrong with these people? "Where is she?" I inquired Mario who's standing at the cashier going through the computer in front of him."I gave her a day off today" he answered to me, knowing too well whom I was talking abo
Venessa's P.O.VAfter coming home from the diner, there I lay on the couch with the Harry Potter series playing in the tv in front of me, and no matter how many times I've already watched it, I don't know why but it always seems new and exciting to me, it never gets old.And as much I'm enjoying the movie playing in front of me, I still couldn't get over with the conversation I had with Andrew, it keeps on coming back into my mind, especially when he said that I'm gonna regret it.What did I even do? and what am I gonna regret?I still can't believe what happened.I thought I could trust him. I used to rely on him, but I guess they're right, nothing lasts forever, just like our friendship and soon my marriage.I couldn't help the sigh escaping from my lips, as I ponder what I even did to deserve this, firs
Previously."fidati di me amore mio, anche se mi costringo a smettere di preoccuparmi per te, non posso proprio." He says in Italian making me wonder what he just said.Venessa's P.O.VI lifted my head up to him with a frown in my face wondering what he just said.Should I ask him? Or what? I debated mentally.I didn't understand what he said but there's something inside me that felt as if... I don't know, I'm confused whether to trust him or not but he looks like he really cares about me.I looked up to him once again, too lost in my own thoughts. All of a sudden, I felt a caress on my arm.I glanced at it to see that he's looking at the bruise that formed when Andrew grabbed it too tight.He looked at it, examining it closely with his
Venessa's P.O.VI woke up by the sun shining bright through the curtains, directly into my eyes.I squinted my eyes together, trying to block out the sunlight as I let out a yawn and stretching my arms.I sat up and leaned against my headboard, thinking about last night. My eyes immediately widened while I frantically looked around my room.How the hell did I get in here? I questioned myself, searching for any type of clue that last night was not just a dream.Please don't tell me it's a dream. I prayed when my eyes fell upon the bedside table at my left, where a bright yellow note sat.A small smile formed on my face, thank god. I said as I reached over the note to read what it said."Sorry my love, I had to leave for an important meeting. Get ready I'm picking you for lunch and we'll discuss our weddi
Vincent's P.O.VThe moment little rose opened the door, it was lucid that she wasn't expecting me but she quickly recovered and quickly let me in.Once inside, I went over to the coach and made myself comfortable. I look over to the television in front me and see a movie playing about the boy who lived, I snickered mentally.It's a miracle that I still remember that guy.Making myself comfortable, and patted the couch, indicating rose to sit with me, which she did but hesitantly and I didn't fail to notice that.Once she was sitting beside me, I shamelessly took in her scent, she smells divinely, shea butter with a hint of mint. I'm not gonna lie, it's addicting making me want for more, but then suddenly, I remembered the reason why I was there for.I took in deep breaths not wanting to snap at her, I have
Vincent's P.O.VI examined her arms closely making sure that it's really finger marks that I'm seeing, but the goddamn dark room makes it hard to do so."What happened to your arms?" I questioned caressing the bruise, but she quickly took her arm away from my touch as if I burned her or something."I'm not answering you, so stop asking questions" she sassed, and then turned towards the television, god damn, I didn't know she could be feisty."Don't make me repeat myself, Venessa" I replied losing my cool as I wanted to know badly who dared to mess with my girl, but she's not cooperating." I uhh.. hit myself at the door" she answered finally, stammering slightly, she's lying and I can sense it, but why is she lying though? "Ohh really? I didn't know your door had finger
Venessa's P.O.V"We have to get married tomorrow, rosa." He said so casually, making me look up to him with my eyes wide open, not finding any words to say.It's really happening!"I hate to say this but we have to go for a simple court marriage," he stated, looking sincere.While I can't help but feel a little bit disappointed, I never thought my marriage would be a court marriage."I know you it's nothing like your dream marriage but trust me, we have to. It's not safe but it's only for a matter of time, I promise" he explained, taking my cold numb hand into his large warm one.I looked at his grey eyes and couldn't help but get drowned into them."It's fine, I get it" I replied, smiling at him, trying my best to conceal my disappointment.Well, I guess things like t
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