Monday, Night.
I’m going to get married to Lorenzo Francisco in just a few minutes. The man who stole my heart and crushed it with his bare hands. The man who I trusted blindly and The man who I cherished.
In just a few minutes, I would officially be Mrs. Lorenzo Francisco. Any bride on her wedding day was supposed to be happy but as per me, I wasn’t feeling anything; I was shattered. They dressed me as a perfect bride, The dress was so beautiful and it fitted my curves perfectly. Professionals did my hair and makeup.
Our wedding was not a big one, we invited only our families and friends to the wedding.
I was sitting alone in my room in his parent’s mansion on his Island, where we would get married. It was decorated beautifully. We traveled to the island the next day when grandma came to me, everything was done perfectly.
I heard someone opening the door; I turned to see Antia walking dressed beautifully; she was looking gorgeous. She is my bridesmaid. Antia, Beth, Morgan, and Rachel were my bridesmaids. Seth was Enzo’s groomsmen.
Unlike me, Antia’s face radiates happiness.
“You look amazing, Venessa,” she said, “Did you see Enzo, Ven he is looking so hot oh my God!” Said Morgan walking inside my room, she immediately shut her mouth seeing Antia with me. Antia chuckled and said, “I’ll see you outside Nessie,” she said walking outside, I glared at Morgan. “What! he was so hot and sexy, How should I stop myself from telling you that, you know me” she said, hugging me, “you are looking like an angel in this dress ness, I’m jealous of you”
I slapped her shoulder, and we both laughed. It was my first laugh these days. It eased the tension in me lightly, Beth walked inside along with Rachel both looking stunning. “Oh my god, Ven you look stunning,” said Rachel,
“Thank you,”
“I’m so happy for you V,” said Beth hugging me, I smiled at her.
My grandmother came to me and we walked out. She walked me down the aisle, she looked happy and I just pretended to be happy. Everyone was happy and looking beautiful in their dresses. When I look at Enzo, my breath hitched. He was looking so hot in his tux, He took my hand and I climbed the stairs and stood in front of him, I was nervously staring at his beautiful face like I never saw him before. I tried to steady my nerves by reminding myself that he forced me to do things and all the bad things he did to me.
I stared at Enzo, who has spoken his vows without any nervousness, He stared straight at me with a smile on his face, that fucking smile. I craved it, It made me feel like I was the luckiest one in the whole world. It gave me some kind of feeling which I can’t explain.
“I, Vennesa Foster,” I said looking at Enzo, “Take thee, Lorenzo Francisco, to be my lawful wedded husband,”
He squeezed my hands in comfort, as I continued
“Today I become your wife and you my husband. I will strive to give you the best of myself while accepting you the way you are. I promise to respect you as a whole person with your own interests, desires, and needs, and to realize that those are sometimes different, but no less important than my own. I promise to keep myself open to you, to let you into my innermost fears and feelings, secrets and dreams. I promise to grow along with you, to be willing to face change as we both change, keeping our relationship alive and exciting. And finally, I promise to love you in good times and in bad, with all I have to give and all that I am, in the only way I know how, completely and forever.” I said looking into his eyes, I meant every single word I said. I love him, I love him so much that I can’t hate him for what he did, I can’t do anything about it.
He held my hand and put the ring on my finger. “ With this, I pronounce you husband and wife, You may kiss the bride,” the priest said,
I tensed and looked up at him, he placed his hand under my chin, bending over, I lifted myself up on my toes, and his face came down at the same time. His lips met me, Nostalgia hit me hard. His lips felt the same, warm and soft. but there is hard desperation behind them, a need. The kiss speaks. It begs. Let me forget, forget, forget. All my distress and pain vanished, I craved his touch for 6 months and I realized how much I loved this man. I feel like on cloud nine, I moved closer to him and placed my hands around his neck, He was kissing me passionately. I poured all my emotions into that kiss, I heard the priest clearing his throat, and we broke our kiss. He leaned his head against mine, both breathing heavily.
“I..I love you” he whispered,
I looked up at him, “I love you too” I said staring into his eyes, His eyes darkened, he bends down and lifted me off my feet and scooped me in his arms, I instantly wrapped my arms around his neck. Everyone was looking at us with love and affection in their eyes.
I’m married, now I’m Venessa Francisco.
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