The secret letter.

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Today I wore a full length red A line dress button through , with brown belt.Hair tied in a low bun, parted in the middle I had to look chic.Big accent jewelry in gold. Held a straw bag where I had stuffed white orchid in it.And wore ROCKSTUD ankle strap pumps With Studs in ivory. I guess I wanted to impress Dev, I mean he is getting married in a day I came here to support Rhea. Wow, I am such a bad friend I should get to Rhea. I started walking back to my suite to change and start looking for Rhea and then right at that moment Dev walked through right in front me. He had a cigarette in his hand and frowning he was looking at his phone. I said “ Hi”. Smiling as though we now are going to have a conversation of my life and woo him to fall in love with me . I was crazy about him. He just looked up for a second, smiled and walked away. What was that!? Did he just not remember me? Was I not good enough for him? What a snob! i***t. I felt like a fool. The bell rang to invite us out front.we had reached the wedding venue. A villa on the mountain covered with greenery and yet you could see the beautiful structure standing tall in its glory.Villa Capile is an example of how architecture can perfectly blend with the beauty of nature and art. We were first taken in a private boat tour to enjoy breathtaking views while drinking a bottle of fine Prosecco. A 2-hour non-stop tour aboard the electric boat. The tour showed us the most beautiful towns and historic villas of nearby. The whole complex consisted of two residential buildings, a church, and a portico that overlooks a little dock.  The main building of Villa hosts some English and French furnishings, which date back to the 17th and 18th centuries. The interiors were embellished by many glass paintings and a rich collection of ethnic sculptures and artifacts. The upper floor of Villa is dedicated to Ralio Mano former owner of the villa. There we saw a lot of pictures, flags, and honors belonging to the famous explorers. It was not an ordinary place. The place had history and the staff was determined to make sure they show off the place with utmost dedication. I turned back to see if I knew any familiar faces and I see Sheel waving at me. “Rhea has arrived, she is at the dockside, take care of her.” She instructed. Pressing my my hand firmly. I walked down the stair, Dev and his friends walk past without even noticing me. It was so disappointing. I walked down where Mona was talking to Rhea and as soon as Rhea laid eyes on me she walked towards me slowly and hugged me tight. She just didn’t want to let go. “Hey, are you ok?” She nods.We start walking up the stairs and Rhea hands a letter in my hand and signals that I hide it. As Mona was walking just behind me, without making sudden moves I put the letter in my bag. We were greeted by the Zacaria family and she was taken to a room to get her ready for dinner. I wanted to read the letter and so I tried to excuse myself, when Ron Smith one of Dev’s friends insisted I stay for the bonfire tonight. I agreed it would give me some time with Dev. Ron has known Dev for some years now. He is a doctor by profession and started caring for Dev’s dad when he was not well. Now he is a friend to the family and also the family doctor and well wisher. He is close to the family. I just had to read the letter it could take ten minutes not more, I excuse myself to go to the restroom. I open the letter it’s is all smudged. Maybe she was sweating when she held the paper. I couldn’t read most of it. But I could read familiar swords like Richard, Mike and something about a tape. And I could read something written as fingers cut. My God it would have been better if I hadn’t read it,now I don’t know what was written I am even more curious than before. What a mess. The wedding coordinator knocks on the door to call out all the guests for the dinner and the bonfire and I dropped the letter in the pot. “I’ll be out there in a minute.” I screamed from inside. “Do you know your way out madam?” She asked politely. I said yes and so she left. Thank God. I thought of taking the letter out of the pot but it was completely wet, so I tried to flush it. I was useless it was not getting flushed. The pressure was not enough. The letter was just floating in the water. I couldn’t leave it here, what If someone finds it? What is the use they couldn’t read it as well. But I didn’t want to take the chance and so I took it out of the bowl and tore it into tiny pieces, each page and flushed some out, put some in the dustbin. I know I was paranoid but I didn’t want any trouble. After about twenty minutes walked out to the lawn in the back, where the party was held .The lawn was filled with guest. They had a stunning wedding decor. The florals were stunning with a floor to ceiling flower wall in the reception. The cake was suspended in midair.There was a photo-ready ceremony exit courtesy of a colorful Smoke bomb release. It was all picture perfect. Rhea come out wearing an A-Line Dresses Bateau Neck Court Train, Long Sleeve Simple, Backless, Elegant. Yes, she looked a little flushed and weak but the makeup covered most of her tiredness. But I know Rhea she was not herself, poor girl. Her hair Was in this wondrous bubble braided-hairstyle,with dainty stone embellishments scattered randomly. Her mother in the wheelchair next to her and when She spotted me, she smiled ear to ear. She had an appealing look. As though she was asking me if I approve. Dammit what was in that letter?Did she want me to do something? I have got to talk to her. This has to be sorted out. She asked for me personally to come to the wedding so that I could help her and I am here flustering with captain forgetful. Ron came back to direst me to my table. The dinner was exquisite. It was a 10 course dinner that included an hors d'oeuvre, soup, appetizer, salad, fish, main course, palate cleanser, second main course, dessert, and mignardise. I was done for the day. Champagne tray from Fornasetti was served and some guests started retiring to their rooms. The wedding was set to be the next day during. I obviously was not part of the family discussion and so I too retired early. Just made sure I know where Rhea was staying and who she was with if. Ron seemed to know her room, he pointed towards her room claiming she was not going be alone as it’s a special suite for the bridal party and the maid of honor would be there , Sheel. Perfect I would just have to wake up at mid night and sneak into her room and see what is the matter? How can I help this poor girl.
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