Sealed with a contract

JEANETTE'S POV My head buzzed and my heart stopped. I looked around me, at the multitude of people that had come to celebrate me and I couldn't contain the ache in my feeble heart. "What have I ever done to deserve this?" Was the question that kept coming to my mind but I wasn't able to process anything. I stared into space. I wanted to scream! I wanted to yell! I wanted to tell the world that this was all a dream... No... I wanted to tell myself it was all a silly dream but, Hell! It was my reality! My husband-to-be had left me on my wedding day! As this realization dawned on me, My heart started racing and the tears that had refused to pour for some minutes started gushing out like rain! "Jeanette, You need to take it easy... You have to take it easy." "Maybe he's just playing some pranks?" "He will come... Oh, No! He is a jerk!" My friends all started consoling me but none of it was making any impact on me as I could see the collapsed future right in front of me. There was simply no future for me again! "Ahhhh!" I screamed my lungs out as I grabbed my hair and started pulling on it. I sat on the ground, opened my legs wide, and looked at everyone around me. "This is..." I couldn't complete my words as I started laughing hysterically. I laughed so hard that my stomach ache and I stood up from the ground. Looking around me, I saw the worried look on everyone's face and a smile bloomed on my pale face. "Why are you all looking like this? I'm fine, of course." I said to them and walked toward the exit. "I just want to be alone for a while," I added and left the room. I knew they would come after me if I had left without saying anything and that was why I put up a brave front to explain to them that I was okay even though I knew they were sure I wasn't okay at all. Walking down the street, My mind went through so many things. I was in my wedding gown, dragging my heels and my hands holding the hem of my wedding gown, I gave no mind to those piercing gazes around me as that was the least of my problems right then. "Where should I go now? Should I jump down a..." I stopped. Dying wouldn't solve any of my problems and I knew that better than anyone. I continued walking down the street till I came across a bar at the other end of the road and I smiled bitterly. "That might as well be my stop," I said to myself. Drinking away this sorrow would be the best move for me. I hastened my steps and entered the bar. There were many people there and their eyes fell on me the moment I entered but I walked over to the bartender whom I had met somewhere before and asked for some bottles of alcohol before settling down at a corner. I poured myself a glass full of alcohol... I wasn't the type that drank and I hated drinking at all. But, for some reason, I felt drinking was the only solution for me at the moment. It wasn't like there was any ray of hope for me right then and my mind was a complete mess. I felt empty inside me... I felt like everything about me was over already. I downed the drink in one go and dropped the glass on the table as I served another full glass... "Why? Why would he leave like that? I thought we loved each other. I thought we were each other's everything. What have I ever done wrong to him? He... He proposed first! He talked about the wedding first!... He... He... took me to the alter and... and..." I sobbed quietly to myself as I continued drinking desperately. I'm Jeanette Jones, a 24 years old girl and a university graduate with a lot of cash in hand. Being born with a golden spoon, I never had a difficult time before and I always got whatever I wanted. A full-time worker at a very big company with a car and an apartment to my name, I had everything every woman would wish for and I was living to my fullest. I had a man I called my man too, making my life a perfect one without any flaw whatsoever but all came crashing the moment I was taken to the altar! The day I was proposed to by Cole was the happiest day of my life and I thought my dream was finally coming to reality because after getting all life necessities, the next thing on my agenda was to get married to the man I loved and Cole proposed to me~ Oops! I was over the moon! Waiting patiently for my Groom at the altar, I received a message from my man that he was no longer going to go ahead with the wedding because he no longer loved me. No... Because he did not want to? He did not explain! He just freaking wanted the wedding called off! Ah! Why did my life turn out that way? I cried bitterly as I continued taking the drink as if I was drinking cold water, not minding if it would affect me or not. "Oi! Take it easy there!" I heard a voice behind me and my eyes widened! For some reason, it sounded like Cole's voice! That manly voice sounded like my man's voice! "Did he return to apologize and continue with the wedding? Was it just a prank?" Many questions ran through my mind as my heart raced faster. I was frozen for a while before I finally loosened up myself and turned my head to look at him "Did you just come now? Are we going to continue with the wedding?" I questioned pleadingly.