Novel & Cerita My Sister's Wedding

My sister would be marrying her longtime girlfriend, Maryse. They were both extremely girly, and were perfect for each other. It had been three hours since I woke my sister up and we were currently in a room getting our hair and makeup done, and before we knew it, it was time to get to the church. It was a beautiful ceremony, I held my sister's trail as she walked up the aisle and I stood beside her. It was clear that she and Maryse were unconditionally in love. I wish my parents were here to see it.

Falling back to sleep could be the worse thing she could ever plan to do. Especially after getting a call from her sister. She pictured her sister dressed in a white fitted fishtail wedding gown, adorned with expensive white lace and silver pearls adorned by the hems. Just like the one she had always bragged about, standing beside her ex-husband. An imaginative picture of the smile on their faces before the elder who would officiate them could not devastate her more than the reality of seeing her only sister having sex with her once loving husband.

"Is she at a funeral?" I disregarded the gossip, they knew nothing. I steered over to my sister, offering my congratulations and she grimaced after browsing my outfit. "Like seriously Evy, this is my wedding day, not my funeral, why are you dressed in black?" She verbalized. I turned to my assistant beside me and she handed over a wrapped gift, I shoved it to the bride's chest. "Have a lovely marriage life, little sis. I'm leaving," I informed her and softly patted her hair and watched her eyes widen. I looked at the groom beneath my glasses and stepped closer, I watched him bolt.

“Yes. I wanted to run away. But not because I thought it might embarrass him or me, but because I’ve never been one for big weddings. And marrying a Giannato entails that and more.” “I know.” “Then stop wasting your time. Enjoy this moment. I don’t think you’re going to get married again. Neither that you’ re going to walk away like the first one...” “I’m not going to walk away,” she interrupted her. “I know. You’re in love and now he loves you back and you know it.” The door rang at this moment and her sister stepped through the summarily threshold with bright, excited eyes. “I can’t believe my little sister is getting married already. My little sis going down the aisle.”

Damn, I have a very beautiful sister. My maids of honor and I didn’t waste time in getting to the wedding. This time around, it wasn’t simply between our mini family and very closed friends. Everyone we knew was here to witness our wedding. The paparazzi were present too to feed their newspaper with the news of how the Juliet of the past who was reportedly said to be in a fake marriage was having a real one right at the Venice Beach, Los Angeles. It was a sight to be seen.

I said. He nodded, gave me one last smile, and walked away. I stayed there, listening to the noise of the car as it drove away, just like the chance of being with him again. [TWO MONTHS LATER...] Grace had accompanied me to my sister's wedding. After my mother's announcement, my sister had opted for something more intimate. In fact, the ceremony was in the backyard of the house. At first, my mother didn't agree, but then she loved the idea.

She says through her tears. I stroke her hair. "I love you too." I quickly wipe away my tears before I end up sobbing. Halsey pulls away and puts on a pair of shoes. "Let's go. I don't want you to miss your flight." We walk out the front door holding hands. Everyone welcomes us back with smiles. Halsey goes to hug Dean and whispers something in his ear. I place a hand on my sister's shoulder. "You can use my car while I'm away." She chuckles. "Yeah, I know."

“What does that have to do –“ “Hannah I’m not sure you understand this, but your sister deeply valued and treasured your husband. I was hoping that your engagement party would bring her out, but I think we need something deeper.” Hannah’s eyes widened in surprise when she heard those words. “That’s why you were at my party.” She remarked. “Exactly. But now I know that it’s going to take a little more than a party to bring Lily out. We’re going to have to do more than that.” Hannah’s brows arched with confusion. ‘What could be more than a lavish party attended by all the top elites of the country?’ She wondered. “What do you suggest?” She asked with rising curiosity.

"What are you doing tonight?" "Uhm. I-Uhm…" Vanessa sighed. "You uhm what?" I blew air through my lips as a tear slid down my cheek. "Nothing." "Perfect. I booked a spa date for us." "Why?" "Do I need a reason to want to spend time with my little sister?" My lips pressed together and I bit down on the inside to stop the sob. "No… you don't." "I know we don't do this enough but I'm getting married, Rhea. I want to make some memories with you." She paused. "I also wanted to ask you something. Would you be my maid of honour?"

WILLOW’S POV I knew as hell that life was going to move on for everyone back home after sending me to my doom in this castle, but not even that knowledge could have prepared me for the pain that is coursing through every pore of my body as I go through photos of my sister’s wedding to my ex-mate, Miles on the internet. Everything looks perfect. Everyone looks happy. My sister’s smile is wider than the Pacific Ocean and I hate to admit it, but her white wedding dress is flawlessly beautiful. She looks gorgeous and the groom, Miles, who’s standing next to her, has his attention on her alone. He’s staring at her like she’s his entire world and marrying her is the best thing that could ever happ