Amelia picked up her phone, chatting with her friends online. Ava stared at her, wishing she could report to her mother that Amelia had a phone; but it was open news now. No one cares. Her future–in–law had insisted they needed the means to get in touch with Amelia, and they needed her number in case of emergency. Ava walked into the room brushing things on the floor without picking them back up. Amelia stared at her favorite brush on the floor, followed by her favorite mirror broken into pieces. It's okay, she thought to herself. 'Ava was trying to get a reaction from me, but I won't give her the satisfaction'. Her eyeballs were red and her lips were bruised from biting it."Are you glad now that you have stolen my groom?" Ava stood in front of her with puffy eyes. Amelia dressed in a baby pink gown Mike had delivered through an agency, closed her eyes, and put her eyeliner back in her makeup back. It was her first date with Mike, not that she was looking forward to it,

"Whatsup, handsome," A strange voice said, making Mike turn. A slim lady stood in front of him smiling. She wore a dress that revealed too much of her legs, that he was tempted to help her pull it down, but it was none of his business. She looked beautiful too. He smiled back at her knowing he wasn't going to like whatever she had to say, but trying to give her the benefit of the doubt. "Do I know you?" He questioned. She paused, closing the distance between them with a perfect catwalk. Her gaze was fixed on his. When she got in front of him, she paused, ogling him. He felt cheap. "You don't, but I don't mind changing that. I'm Eve, and you are?""You don't need to know."It wasn't something new to him. He was aware that ladies easily get attracted to him because of his looks. They just wanted to get into his pants. He wasn't that sort of guy, and wouldn't want to waste time doing something like a meaningless fling. She pouted, trying to act cute. "But, I want to know.

"Are you having wedding jitters," Steve said beside Mike. He was dressed in a three-piece suit, alongside Mike. Mike had been quiet, reminiscing on Amelia's words about their marriage. He was thinking of ways to get her to change her mind about it. "Wow, man, chill. You are the one bringing the bride home. You are not leaving your home."He turned towards Steve with a raised brow, "Can you just shut up? I am the one getting married, but you have been talking non-stop. I don't have wedding jitters, just needed some minutes to myself."Steve nodded with a smile. He couldn't relate to Mike, but he tried to understand him sometimes. The pressure Mike was under was nothing strange to him, and he would have acted the same way. He couldn't imagine getting married to some strange woman, all because he wanted to please his family.The car ride to Amelia's place was silent. The Afonso had gone with three cars; one for the groom and his best man, one for his parents, and one for Shar

The door of the room vibrated, and all Mike could do was stare at it. She wasn't what he had expected at all. Given, he had no idea who his wife was. All he knew about her was her name, and the list of things her parent had told his parents about her. Apart from that, he had no idea she was going to be that stubborn or counter every word that came out of his mouth. Although that was going to change soon, he deserved to know his wife. They might not be allowed to go on their honeymoon, but nothing was going to stop him from giving her a honeymoon here at home.He changed out of his suit, to one of his casual round tops and shorts. He needed to know where his wife has stormed off too. She had dropped the box in anger when he refused to allow her to move to the guest room and stormed out of their room. If she planned to avoid him for this one year, then his plan was simple. It was to bring her closer to him. He had never had a family he was close to, but this was going to be d

"You don't have a phone?" Mike stared at Amelia in horror. She hides the smile that threatened to leave her lips. Anyone would have thought she said she committed murder. It wasn't that bad. She wasn't allowed to have a phone at home, and the one she had she had given it Loveth. "How's that possible?""I gave my phone to a friend. She needs it more than I do."Actually, Loveth didn't have any need for a phone. She gave it to her, so she could pass any important information to her through it, but she wasn't going to tell Mike that. They might have decided to be friends, but everyone still has their life to live."Oh! That explains it. Why didn't you get a new phone then?""I got married to you, and haven't left this mansion in a day."Mike smiled at her. He looked more handsome when he was smiling like that, and Amelia refused to fall for that. Her freedom was more important. "How about we go shopping today? You know as a couple."She rolled her eyes, "What happened to not