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She was kidding, right? Her lips curled upwards and I knew she wasn't joking? I was frozen in shock. “It can't be. This is my home. It's my honeymoon too—" "Honeymoon?" Anya laughed, but it sounded bitter. "Honey, there was no plan for a honeymoon for you. Liam and I set this up months ago. Were you naive enough to think he'd choose the lame option when he could have me?"

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

CHAPTER 4: HONEYMOON I was exhausted from interacting with those who attended our wedding; I stretch my legs one at a time to ease the pain while sitting on our bed. I even massage my ankles as it hurts so much when I stood for a long time earlier in the wedding while wearing high heels. I have finished massaging my ankles, so I slowly take off my wedding dress to change an ordinary one. I looked around to find my suitcase, but it was not in the room. I was only half-naked when I quickly looked in the nook of the room, speculating that Leonard's men kept it somewhere here, but I failed to find it.

He winked suggestively. "Pervert." I teased. "Not if I'm your future husband, Sweetheart." He flirted. "You two are creeping me out." Complained Milan for the upteenth time since we started our trip. "Son, one day you'll be doing what we're doing." Sighed Pierce. "I hope not." He disagreed scrunching his eyebrows in disgust. With a roll of my eyes, I turned to one of the stores and that's where I saw the most beautiful hoodie ever. It was a three coloured hoodie.

“How don’t you know your own wife’s favorite number” “Never came up I guess”, I find myself saying to him uncomfortably. He looks over questioning Loyalty with his eyes, and all she offers him is another shrug. “Her favorite book?” Jonny asks. “No idea”, I replied, but then again, I don’t like reading, so who cares?! I was lucky I even graduated from high school! “That’s just fucking sad”, he says. “How about her favorite movie”? “Love, Actually! She made me watch it twice on our honeymoon”, I say confidently, causing Loyalty to giggle and blush yet again!

They watched the sun go down, and the moon take over the skies but didn’t leave. “What book?” Camilla asked, belching. He kissed her temple before she could apologise and the words fled her mind. “A Thousand Splendid Suns. I thought it was a romance,” he replied. She laughed at his words. So did she. “You deceived me.” “I was deceived first. It’s general fiction.” “But you love him?” her husband mused with a frown. She could understand his confusion. The book talked about love, friendship, and war. Death too. It was a deviation from her usual. Left to her, she would never have read it. “How come?”

***** Jules sat in front of the TV, a women’s talk show flickering on the screen, a book lay open on her lap. The book—a novel about strange bones found all over the world—bones from eras even older than her grandmother. The book was her dad's, and that was the one of the few things she still possessed of him. She wasn't a fan of books, not to talk of a book about something that never really added value to the world. But she needed the distraction—anything to keep her mind off Nolan… and the idea that he might, right this minute, be in some bridal shop testing dresses with Evie.

"Nobody loves me like you all do." She couldn't help but regret keeping her marriage to Brandon a secret from the Lardners. If she had the chance to do it over, she'd never lie or hide things from the people who truly cared about her. Especially not for some heartless man who couldn't even be bothered to look her way. It wasn't worth it. "What's with the sudden sappiness? Of course, we love you most. You were the one who stubbornly refused to come to Fremoria back then, no matter how much we tried to convince you. Some jerk broke your heart, didn't he?" Julie teased.

Maybe it was some strange mixture of relief, anger, bewilderment, maybe empathy for her. I had dreaded the marriage, and yet now being taken away-the sudden realization was sort of off-the-wall. “Why should you tell me this?” I asked, lowering my voice. "So that you know where I stand," she said, voice unwavering. "I am not going to pretend to buy into this nonsense. I highly recommend you do the same." She rose, scooping up her books. “Now, excuse me while I attend to some much-needed studying.” With that, she exited leaving me there thinking in circles. Forced marriage, broken engagement, Karen's reappearance - such a mess my life had become and I had no idea how to fix it.

The day after the wedding, we were going on our honeymoon when Heidi showed up with their usual clique, urging Larry to go shark diving with them near a desert island. I tried to stop them to no avail and was dragged along to a deserted island. And before going into the water, Heidi changed tampons in front of everyone. Blood is known to send sharks into a frenzy, and I tried to tell her to stay on the boat. Instead of listening, Heidi called me out for being paranoid in front of everyone, and everyone promptly agreed, saying that I was making a fuss out of nothing and making Heidi look bad. I expected Larry to stop her, only for him to snort at me. "You're just trying to make yourself look