Chapter three
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*The wedding*
It's Lyra's wedding morning and time to go to church but she was still in the bed, sleeping!
“Lyra wake up, it's your wedding day” in Saphira's voice.
Lyra never expected her family to be this ruthless, she must gain authority over her life!
What the hell! How dare they choose who she would marry and not inform her about their silent preparation of her wedding, they just told her to prepare.
Lyra was confused as Saphira woke her up in her sweet dream, wondering what was going on in the building.
The noise was getting much and curiosity sparked Lyra with shock.
She stood from the bed, peeping through the window, the flashy cars and several men dressed in suits with beautiful rosy flowers on their breast pocket.
“What's going on” in Lyra's voice.
“Common Lyra, you should know better, mom will be here soon so cook up yourself fine” Saphira said as she leaves Lyra in wonder.
“Mom will bring your wedding gown soon”
Wedding gown?
“What wedding is she talking about? Why would I be involved in a wedding I don't know of” Lyra wondered with curiosity.
Knock! Knock!
“Come in”
“Alright Lyra, you should get ready for your wedding, we are running out of time” Naomi Louis said as she entered the room with a rush, her powder already slick including the red lipstick, sparking.
“What wedding mom? Why do you have to do this! Who am I getting married to? Mom!”
“Lyra, it's too late to question me, when you get there all your questions will be answered, now get up and do the needful!” Naomi Louis scolded Lyra angrily and walked out of the room, leaving her with her wedding dress.
“What did I ever do to deserve this”
Lyra wiped her tears and went into the washroom to shower before her makeup artist arrived.
Her shower was quick and she tidied up herself, wore her wedding dress and her shoes inclusive.
Knock! Knock!
“Come in!”
“Hello madam, you look stunning as ever”
Lyra stared at the make-up artist for some minutes after her words. The makeup artist seemed to have mocked Lyra with what she said and how she said it.
Lyra's facial expression wasn't good at all, triggering mockery in the words of the makeup artist like she knew about Lyra's situation.
Lyra dressed herself up even though the dress was too tight, she managed to zip it up. She quickly snatched the powder and the bronzer from the makeup artist who was eagerly waiting for her to settle down.
Lyra applied it all over her face beautifully but she had a plan. She dismissed the makeup artist and locked her door.
She went straight to her wardrobe and brought out a pair of knives, hid it beneath her breast and stepped out of the room.
When she walked down the stairs, no one waited for her, at least her father, Leonor Louis, who should take her into the car by the hand.
Everyone entered the car including the body guards, no one attempted to open the car door for her.
It was obvious to strangers that they were only selling her out not because she occupied space in their home but because they never loved her or treated her right.
With bitterness, Lyra opened her car door herself with the flowers she held falling on the ground little by little.
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At the church hall main entrance, guests, dignitaries, clients, friends and well wishers were seen celebrating , especially Alexander's mom who never knew about Alexander's affairs and intentions.
Lyra was about to step into the church hall main entrance to start the marriage procession when the priest asked of her father but he was nowhere to be found.
“She's not a kid! Walk up to your husband yourself” In Naomi's voice as she pushed Lyra to walk fast.
With teary eyes, Lyra walked slowly as her husband to be Alex, walked her to meet the priest.
The marriage procession started!
“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to join the couple together”
“Do you Alexander take this lady, Lyra to be your lawfully wedded wife to love and to honor, to cherish in sickness and in health, till death do you part”
With a scowl on his face he replied “yes I do”
“Do you Lyra, take this young man, Alexander to be your lawfully wedded husband to love and to cherish in sickness and in health, till death do you part”
Lyra stared deeply into Alexander's eyes, everyone was waiting eagerly for her reply.
The priest was left stunned since Lyra was quiet for some time including the audience who was back biting, most of them saying Lyra was adopted and maltreated, most saying the opposite.
Until the sound of a slap was heard from the crowd, it was Lyra who gave Alexander a hot slap twice.
She pulled out the knife she had and tore her wedding dress starting from above the knee to the down side of the gown.
She spat on Alexander and put the flowers into his open mouth and walked out gracefully with authority.
No one was able to stop her, she walked out, all the guests staring at her in wonder.
Naomi Louis on the other hand was gripped with fear to the extent of holding Saphira's dress tightly, not knowing what to do.
Leonor Louis who disappeared was still in the hall when everything happened.
The priest suddenly hid under the nearest table when he saw the knife on Lyra's hand.
Alexander was also stunned, he never expected Lyra to do this to him.
He opened his mouth wide which made Lyra put all the flowers in his mouth.
The slap, the sudden change, the serious face and not to forget, the revenge face! He was scared actually.
He fell on his feet when he realized Lyra had brought him shame, the news of his fiancee turning him down would be heard!
That serves him right!
Everyone was scared and at the same time surprised by Lyra's sudden change.
She wasn't the weak Lyra who accepted and o
beys every command given to her, she was different, smart, walking out of the hall with elegance, strong and mighty!
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