Novel & Cerita I Knew The Bride

Chapter 52: Interruptions As I stood at the entrance of the aisle, my heart fluttered with nervous anticipation. My mother, her arm linked with mine, guided me forward, her reassuring presence grounding me amidst the whirlwind of emotions. A soft music began to fill the air, signaling the start of my walk down the aisle. As I walked, I stole a glance at Gabby, radiant in her wedding gown, being escorted by her father. Seeing her by my side eased the knots of anxiety in my stomach, her smile offering me solace and strength.

And Mama just needed a picture for her altar. She’d do. Pretty. Brave. And dumb. Perfect placeholder “You’re gonna help me now, sweetheart.” “What?” “You’re going to be my bride.” “What the fuck are you talking about?” she shrieked. Selena stood behind me now, confused, breathing hard. “Where’s Katarina?” she whispered. I turned. Smiled. “She’s resting. You’ll see her after the wedding.” “What wedding?” “Ours.” She froze. I stepped forward, brushed her cheek with my thumb.

My head started pounding as I gawked at her in disbelief. My voice denied coming out. She winked at me. Heck! No! It couldn't be true. Not like this. "The bride is ready but not the groom", Mrs Ali said. I couldn't figure out anything and looked at them in disbelief. "What? Groom? Who's the groom?" I exclaimed. "If the bride is Zoya, who is supposed to be the groom?" Kaif's voice came from somewhere as he entered my flat. Kaif? He knew something. Or everything?

My friend was already dead so I should be grateful for their help. "THE BRIDE PLEASE "the priest announced . The choirs began to sing the bride music,the whole congregation stood up to welcome her ,the door which had been closed up after my arrival was opened and the so called bride walked in dressed in a sea blue sparkling dress ,her face was covered with a veil so I couldn't see how ugly she looked . She had five bride maids tailing behind her and they were disturbingly the maids I had raped ,next to her was a woman I had never seen before ,she was bringing her to the stage ,does that mean she doesn't have a father ,how unfortunate .

I walked towards her room,both families of the groom and bride to be, recognized me but pretended not to. It made me look hopeless and shameful,I saw a bridesmaid coming out from the sitting room. I approached her. "Please where is the bride?” "She's in her room". I nodded and thanked her then went into the room. Kamsy was with her husband to be or should I say my ex boyfriend ,he was gushing over her looks as I stepped into the room. I excused myself and went back. "Why is she here?” I overheard him snap at her,they lowered their voices.

The wedding ceremony was beginning. She wanted to believe that she had finally landed in hell instead of heaven. Kieran had to admit that he didn't expect the bride to be older than her groom. He watched with cold detachment as the bride slowly walked up the aisle. Imogen’s hand was safely tucked into his arm. She was determinedly staring at the altar. He gently squeezed her hand to reassure her of his presence and was rewarded with a faint smile.

Kiss the Bride EVERYTHING was perfect. The only thing missing from my wedding is one of my beloved, my father. And first, I don't feel like I am an emotional bride... that is because our wedding is not like those lovely couples who were deeply in love with each other. That Beach wedding could be called perfect for all of Damien and I's guests. Our parents are truly convinced that Damien and I are really getting better... but only friends know.

They exchanged a look, and both of them saw the same panic reflected in the other's eyes. So they had known about Christine's ridiculous stunt all along. They had simply chosen to cover for her. My father frowned deeply as he looked at me with concern. I gave my parents a reassuring glance, silently telling them not to worry. Then, under the uncertain stares of everyone in the room, I reached out and pulled the mask off Haylee's face. "Oh my god! The bride isn't Christine!" "Then where's the real bride?!" Christine's father was the first to react.

Then, the lead guard spoke apologetically, though his eyes mocked me. "Ms. Rook, we're just following orders. Please be understanding. Ms. Jones has Mr. Ford's favor, while you're just a tool in an arranged marriage with no background. If your late parents suddenly came back to life with some earth-shaking connections, then we'd definitely apologize to you." I'd donned an elegant gown and heels for the engagement ceremony. I managed to dodge the guards twice, but they soon caught me by the arms and forced me into a half-kneeling position before Linda.

It was bizarre, to say the least. The old me would've thought his gesture meant that I mattered to him, at least in some way. Now, I wouldn't even hire him to be the opening act for a cheap circus with abused animals. Zachary strode back to me and clamped a hand around my chin. He held up his phone with his other hand and pointed its camera at my face. "Look into the camera and repeat after me. Tell her you welcome the baby and will step away as my wife. Tell her you wish us happiness."