Today is my wedding day.
Finally, the long awaited day has finally come. I’ve been dreading this day all week and at the same time also praying for it to come sooner so I could get it over with and put it behind me. I sat in the bridal chair in my hotel room as the hairstylist my mother had booked for today worked on my hair, and my makeup was already done. Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t hear my mother call out my name until the hair stylist tapped me softly, snapping me back to the present while walking away. I was already in a bad mood as I woke up earlier than usual today, which was something I never liked doing. I just needed my best friends to make me feel better. Only them knew how to lift my spirits up. “Ohh, yes mum, you called me, is there any problem?”I said, looking at her, realizing that I had kept her standing at the door as I was lost in my thoughts. “Nothing, I just wanted to know if you were done with dressing up," she said while coming closer to take a good look at me”. A minute later, she started crying, “you look fabulous, Kiana”, My mother said, holding my hands in hers. “Thank you mum” I said, my lips barely moving. "Where are my friends"?, I asked, still looking at the door. The door swung open, and in came my best friends. Zoe came rushing to hug me with Asher and Calvin behind. “Hiii, my love, congratulations!"she said happily while handing me a bouquet of tulip flowers. “Hiii, Zoe”, I replied, then turned to look and acknowledge Calvin, “I didn’t think you would come”, I said to him. “We are friends, I wouldn’t miss it for the world. We may have broken up, but we were friends first”. Zoe and Asher shared a glance, noticing the weird tension in the air. My mother cleared her throat, making her presence known. “Hello, Mrs James”, Zoe and Asher said in unison. "Hello Mrs James," Calvin said as he nodded to her. "Hi guys, I am going to leave you guys to chat," she said as she left the room. “So have you seen the groom”, Zoe said as she sat down on the bed, Asher still standing and Calvin not moving an inch from his spot. No, I haven’t seen him yet, I guess I’ll see him when I’am walking down the aisle or at the altar, I said as I stood up to wear my dress. Looking at everyone in the room, I said, “I would like to change into my dress now. Can everyone please leave the room except Zoe?. As they all left I broke down crying, while raising up my head to avoid ruining my makeup from crying “I am scared Zoe, what if this life I am getting into is going to turn out to be hell on earth for me”. “Shhhh, it's okay, you have to remember why you’re doing this in the first place and who you’re doing it for”, she said as she picked up tissue paper from its box, carefully dabbing my tears. “If you still change your mind, I will still support you nonetheless”. I stopped crying, and checked myself in the mirror, I still looked as good as new, with no smudged makeup, “thank God for waterproof mascara” I said out loud, and Zoe smiled still helping me wipe my tears. “I’m ready to do this, let's go”, I said while holding hands as we left the room for the wedding hall. Zoe handed me over to my father as she went to sit down. My dad kept apologizing as soon as he held my hands, I am so so sorry for this. “It's okay, dad, let's do this”, I replied, wanting to end the event. As we walked down the aisle, all eyes turned to look at me, I knew I looked good just from their reactions. I am dressed in a sleek mermaid wedding dress, with a thin strip on one side and small delicate flowers embedded in it. While the rest of the dress gave an elegant look, I felt the cold air from the slit in the gown dress. The veil, though long was also flowy, I was in love with the veil as it made the dress look even more beautiful. I took in deep breaths as we walked down the aisle, my feet killing me from the height of the heels, my hands holding the wedding bouquet tight. I knew it was my husband to be Alexandria Cartwright who had planned this wedding, we reached the end of the aisle and I raised my head up my eyes meeting the most beautiful face I had ever see. My breath seized for a moment, my God he was handsome, tall, and muscular. He had the jaw that was lined to the Gods, his eyes a deep blue colour that you could get lost in. With determination on his face, like he won or something, or maybe it was happiness, I just couldn't see through him. If only he wasn’t so dangerous, I wouldn’t have minded the thought of getting married to him. My father handed me over to him,and I watched as he went to take a seat beside my mother, who was holding my brother. I turned to look at Alexandria, who nodded slightly to the priest, giving him the signal to start. I was lost in thoughts throughout the whole process, with just the wedding vows bringing me back to reality. Before I knew it, he was saying I do while sliding a diamond ring onto my index finger. Then the priest turned towards me, reciting the same wedding vows, I looked at my parents once again before saying I do and slid the ring unto his finger. “I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride”, the priest said as he smiled. I didn’t look forward to it, so we just settled at giving each other a slight peck on the cheek. Everyone stood up, clapping, happy for us, while in my mind I knew there was no going back, I was trapped, and I forced a smile throughout the wedding as my mind blacked out. The wedding finally came to an end after a long and exhausting day, then it was time for me to go to my new home. I braced myself for what was to come as a new wife. I was no longer Kiana Elizabeth James, but now Mrs. Kiana Elizabeth Cartwright.(Kiana’s P.O.V)Coming out from the bathroom into my bedroom I switched on my phone, after putting it off to avoid calls from Alexandria’s controlling self.We had just had what was beginning to seem like an almost daily banter. This banter is beginning to become frequent and I am starting to think he does this on purpose just to get a rise out of me or is he just bored.We had just argued again yesterday morning before I left for work. This time around the cause of the argument was something do stupid.We had argued over breakfast on who gets the say on foods that should be served for breakfast.Stupid I know but I don't know why these past days I always get triggered when he says something I know I would otherwise ignore if it were to be said by someone else.Using my smaller towel to dry my hair, I waited patiently as my phone rebooted. Still waiting for it to finish loading, I decided to apply lotion on my body. While I was done with applying my body lotion, I checked to see if
(Andrew’s p.o.v)Today's the day I am to meet my brother, whom I haven't spoken to in almost three decades. I left my house early in the morning at about 8 am as I knew the journey to his house was a five hour drive.Since I had gotten the proof and documents linking my siblings to my company's recent financial crisis, I contemplated whether to tell my wife or not.I had made up my mind to not inform her as her knowing could upset her and cause her to pay them a surprise visit at their workplace or even in just any public space, and make a scene there embarrassing them in the process.My wife is a naturally calm person who is slow to react, but there are times when she gets ticked off and goes off the handle leading to a bloody and dirty aftermath.But knowing myself I couldn't even keep a birthday surprise to myself much less this much of an issue.So after hesitating for about four days, I was so nervous about not spilling that I unconsciously began to act restless.My wife, being
I opened the door to a dark house welcoming me when I reached home from the party, I immediately assumed that everyone had gone to bed.I came back from the party late in the night at about 11:30 pm to midnight. We had spent more time than we initially planned as we played some games and caught up on our various lives.One of the activities we played at Asher's house was truth or dare, those who wouldn't choose between truth or dare had to drink about a large cup of beer. I had mostly opted out of playing so I had to drink when it was my turn during the game.I was so drunk that I couldn't drive back home so I didn't drive back home.Calvin had offered to drive me back home but I refused as I knew Alexandria would go off the rails if he saw Calvin drop me off. So Asher offered to order an uber to take me home as I turned down Calvin's offer.Even in my drunken state I knew to walk-in stealthily by tiptoeing to my room to avoid being heard by Alexandria and his series of questions abo
Zoe looked at me with scepticism, I gave her a slight nod to assure her that I was going to be okay.Convinced that I was going to be okay, she left us behind, pressing the doorbell to Asher's apartment.The elevator closed and my attention was fully on Calvin’s hand on my arm, looking at him then his warm hands on my arm, it reminded me of our dating days when he would always hold my arm when we were out either on a date or just about anywhere because in his own words “I want everybody to know you're mine’.God I missed his touch, his smell, even the taste of his lips and the feel of his body. It's been so long since we last saw each other. I used this once in a blue moon opportunity to take a closer look at him.His face was pale as if devoid of blood underneath. His beard was scruffy and his clothes no longer clung to his athletic body. He dropped about a few pounds in weight. I dropped the painting I was holding down and held his arms in concern.“My God Calvin you've lost so muc
One week had passed after my last altercation with Alexandria. I thought he would bring up our last conversation regarding the owner of the artwork I was working on, but to my surprise, he never brought it up. Not even when we had breakfast and dinners together. It took a week for the painting to dry properly. Today's the day I meet up with Asher at his house to drop off the painting. He was also hosting his housewarming party today. His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”.“I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask
Not wanting to provoke him any further, I opened the door, fearfully moving to hide behind the door.“Stop hiding behind the door kiana, I’m not going to hurt you. “What did you hear from my conversation in the garden?”he asked with a serious look on his face.Slowly, I backed away from the door, turning to face him with fear in my eyes. “Why did I just have to go to the garden today of all days, I should have just stayed in the room and waited for my painting to dry”, I said to myself My stomach in a knot from the feeling of fear, I tried to not to seem intimidated by putting on a brave face.“Emmm, I only heard a small part of your phone call”, I said to him, as I fiddled with my hands nervously. What part?, expatiate”, he replied, while using his hands to show me that he wants me to explain further.“I mean I only heard you saying to the person on the other end of the phone call “has he done it yet, I don’t want to have to remind him”, I replied repeating what he had said on the