Bride To Be, Not Me 소설 & 이야기

“Please don’t insult me.” Cassie stole all her boyfriends, never let any attention get to her, and blamed her for getting all the attention from their father. But it was never her fault, she was a lonely kid. With a heavy sigh, she pleaded again. “Please, Cassie. If you don’t come in between in my marriage-“’ “Your marriage? There’s no such thing. I’m taking him back. And he loves me, he doesn’t love you. So, why crying now?” She laughed.

"But Aiden needs to get married, My king. He can get a substitute for a.." "Don't even conclude that mum! I'm getting married to no one but Tahira." I cut her off fiercely, glaring at her. "I could get Beatrice Hun, it's not too late." She Insisted and moved to punch the wall so hard in anger. In as much as my mum is right, I still can't bring myself to do it. This is the perfect time to eliminate Tahira and move forward with Beatrice but a strong excruciating pain keeps lingering at the corner of my heart at her absence. How the hell will I let go of my mate?

Bella said again. "Took her long enough." Don mumbled as he puffed more smoke out. "He also said you should get ready, the wedding still holds tommorow." Bella said but there was no reply from him. "You know, I don't get why you aren't happy with this. I mean, she is beautiful and looks smart too." Bella said again as she placed her hand under her chin. "She isn't my type of girl and you know that." Don stated simply, still puffing smoke out from his mouth.

I'm set for this, born for this. This is the day I've been waiting for for two weeks. All my life when it came to an abrupt stop when I was told I'll be getting married to Sebastian Spenser two weeks ago. I couldn't say no. No wasn't an option. In fact, my opinion doesn't matter. I get the call to do this and I do it irrespective of whether I love the man or not. I couldn't consider running away either. Is this how marriage is supposed to look like? Where the bride gets sent home in company of a driver and the husband wanders off to God knows where? Is the wife supposed to wait for her husband on their wedding night and then what?

Right now, I’m only one thing: the bride who begged to be fucked senseless by a room full of strangers. A hand grips my jaw, forcing my gaze up to the mirror above. “Watch, bride. Watch as we ruin you.” If I go through with the wedding, this will be the only memory that’s truly mine. The first hard cock presses against my soaked lace, promising everything I just asked for. My moan tangles in my throat as I realize… It’s already too late to take it back.

echoed through the gilded hall. The church door opened slowly and ceremoniously. The spotlight pooled on the bride's silhouette. It illuminated Maddison and me. I gritted my teeth as the pain in my chest grew. I could hear the crowd whisper. "Wait, what's going on? Isn't the bride supposed to be Taylor Jones? Why is Maddison the one in it?" "Did they confuse who the bride should be?" "The bride's become the bridesmaid! Is this a prank?!" I forced myself to weather the humiliation and led Maddison to the stage.

I have to, I have someone I'm going to marry and I'm not coming back Don't look for me I already left the country, take care of the house and pay the debt, if you don't want to be homeless..... Whatever it takes a kid to survive...."

: “I see you looking at her Her, with the big long braids I wonder what it’s like to have that Chemo took all of mine off, you see But what can a girl do? I notice you bring her flowers every morning The big red ones, like the ones I like I wonder what it would be like to receive that Flowers make me sneeze, you see But what can a girl do? You say she’s pretty Of course she is; everyone knows that I wish I would hear that from you too But I’m too plain Jane, you see Now you ask her to marry you And ask me to be the bridesmaid I so want to refuse, but I can’t I’m her best friend, you see And I can’t do anything to change that.” But what can a girl do?”

Careful not to step on the dress, I take one more step closer to him and face him squarely before dropping my dress. The little bride beside me passes the wedding flower to me and I take it. The applause dies down and everyone sits before the priest moves closer to us with a lingering smile on his face. I have no bridesmaid and no maid of honor because Brenda is the only female friend I have while Fred is the only male friend that I have. They have other friends too and we hang out together but now that I am no longer friends with Brenda and Fred, then it means I am no longer friends with their friends and that means I have no friends.

“I should be happy, but I'm not! So what?” “No, no, no, Bri. Listen to me.” She reached out, trying to touch my arm to force me to turn back around, but I brushed her fingers off. She kept going anyway. “Today is your wedding day. How could you stand up there and say I do when the real answer inside you is I do not? Brianna, please think.” Was that a cracked, crying laugh I heard slipping through her tone?