Chapter three
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Bethany's POV
I had to count down on numbers to ensure that I got my heart beat in check.
“This is normal, you will be fine” I told myself countless times, it was the logical thing to do but i knew that it was all deception on my part.
I stayed still for a few minutes as I waited in my fast paced heartbeat to subside and when it did I started in the next thing, finding Edgar
I would not want anything to book out of the ordinary here.
I walked out the room but I had no idea where he was.
“ahh…. Mrs Carolyn!”
I stopped in my tracks, I was walking down the hallway in the house even though I did not know the direction that I was headed.
“Good evening Mrs Blackwood,” my mother responded.
I moved closer, the first thing that came to my head was to go see whom she was talking with, but that was not necessary anymore.
I needed to hear what it was that they were discussing.
“I hope that you are having a good time here?” A voice responded, from the feminine voice I knew that it was a female.
“Yes Mrs blackwood,” my mother responded, “you are very kind, the hospitality here already makes me want to remain here”
There was this awkward pause, but it was broken by the haughty response from Mrs Blackwood, “of course you would want to,” she responded.
I could imagine my mother being surprised out of her mind.
“Um excuse me?” She asked.
“Oh Mrs Carolyn….” Mr Blackwood called out, “do not pay any attention to what she said!”
“i would not hide under any guise!” Mrs Blackwood said, “I do not know what you did to my son, all I know is that this wedding will not hold, you have ruined a lot of things by this union you are about to form, but I will ot let it stand!” She said.
“Darling….” Mr Blackwood called his wife.
“Do not stop me, we are all thinking it, there is not need to hide under any pretense”
“I am sorry….” My mother said to her, “I will take my leave now,”
“That would not change anything,” Mrs Blackwood said, “you had better call this off to spare yourself from the embarrassment that would come with this.” She warned.
“If you would excuse me, I would like to see my daughter now!” My mother said as she excused herself.
I could hear her hurried Footsteps as they echoed in the hallway.
“You did not have to do that did you?” Mr blackwood asked his wife his voice sounding stern and angry
“We have a future to uphold, I will not let you ruin that for me, I promise you, just wait till Victoria gets here!” She said,
“Victoria is coming here?” He asked, he was concerned and if I knew any better I would say that he was scared of this victoria.
“Wait and see”
“There you are!”
I was startled, I was relieved to find out that it was Martha.
“I am sorry if I scared you ma'am, it's just that Mr Edgar keeps asking for you and he is worried that you must have been lost in the manor” she said.
I saw the logic behind what she had said, “where is he?” I asked Martha the maid.
“Come with me” she said to me as she walked on.
…………
“There you are!” Edgar said as he hugged me, “please do not tell me that you got lost?” He asked.
“Trust me, I was lost” I said to him, the conversation between his mother and mine playing in my head over and over again.
“Come, come, the couple spa session is just about to start” he said as he led me to a table
He paused, and after a quick study of my face, he spoke up.
“Is anything wrong?” He asked.
“No, there is nothing, just the usual pre wedding jitters…” I said to him,
“This is like what?, he asked, the third time?”
He sighed and held my arms, “looke I'm the eyes” he said as I looked and obeyed him.
“Good girl…” he said.
“Now, if you feel that thi is all moving too fast, can we stop and reschedule, after the spa session?”
I shrugged my shoulders, “okay!” I responded.
“That is good!” He said with a smile.
“There was no way that he could hurt a fly,” i thought tk myself
He took off the robe he had on, revealing his body that always had a way of making me breathless.
But there was something else that I just noticed.
That tattoo, it was familiar,I had seen it somewhere.
That tattoo looked like the only Identity I had of my abuser.
But there was still a chance that he was not the one, the tattoo was a pretty common one.
It was a tattoo of a rose bush on his back.
“Relax!!” I muttered to myself.
“Here we go!” Edgar said as the spa session began.
Just when I was beginning to relax my phone buzzed.
It was a text message.
“Would you like me to hand you your phone?” My masseuse asked me.
“Yes please” I responded as I sat up while she wiped her hands off a towel and reached for my phone and handed it to me.
It was indeed a text from Elizabeth.
“Stop that wedding now!!” The text read, it was followed by a couple of photos that I was yet to download.
I excused myself and walked out the room.
I called her and she picked up.
“First of all,it is not a wedding!” I said as she picked the call.
“Whatever it is, you need to put It in hold for now!”
“Why?” I asked her
“Did you not get the photos that I sent you?”
“What photos…..” i asked as I went on to download them..
The photos were that of news articles,indeed teh Blackwood's were the family that I went with on that vacation to Hawaii where I was r***d.
“Elizabeth….” I only called out her full name when things were about to get serious.
“What are you going to do…” she asked me, “you do know that this does not prove anything right?” She asked me.
“It does…” I said.
In one of those news articles, the younger looking Edgar stood in the picture, with the exact same tattoo that I recognised as the only Identity of my molester.
There was no way that this was happening, my husband was teh same man who r***d me all this years.
Just as I was still contemplating on what next to do
I heard my name.
“Bethany, come back, you are missing out of the good part!”
Elizabeth was still on the line, “what are you going to do?” She asked me.
I fro
ze, there was nothing else that I could to than fight back the tears that rolled down my cheeks and struggle with my breath
“Bethany!” Edgar called out again
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