Married To My Husband, In Love With His Rival

Anastasia. I stared at the dress, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't do this. I can't wear my sister's engagement dress. "Anastasia!" My mother yelled as she walked into my room. A heavy frown settled on her face when she saw that I still wasn't dressed. "The Singhs will be here anytime soon. Put the dress on." She pointed at the dress. The look in her eyes, daring me to go against her. "Please, I can't do this." I fell on my knees and clasped my hands together, pleading. "Please don't let me do this, mother. Please. I can't do this to Sabrina." I sobbed even harder, thinking about my sister. It felt like such a huge betrayal wearing her engagement dress and being with her fiance. Silence reigned for a while before my mother lowered herself to where I was on the floor. Harshly, she grabbed my face, forcing me to look at her. "Well, Anastasia, you should have thought of that before you pulled the trigger at your own sister, you monster." Before I could blink, she slapped me, hard. "You took her life without thinking twice, you shot your own sister, Anastasia! And now it's a problem for you to marry Rohan?" "I...I...It was a mistake. I swear, it was a mistake." No matter how much I cried or how much suffering I went through, it would never be enough to atone for my sins. Whether it has been a mistake or not, it didn't matter. I killed my own sister. And now, I was getting married to the man that she loved. I didn't just take my sister's life, I was ruining Rohan's life too. "You will put on that dress and wear a big, bright smile for the Singhs. You will be the precious wife Rohan wanted Sabrina to be. You will be the dotting daughter-in-law the Singhs expect you to be. And you will get your father the Presidential seat." "This is the least you could do for us after we kept you out of prison and buried your mess." She stared at me with so much contempt before pushing my face away and leaving the room. When she was gone, I broke down completely. I cried until my eyes burned. I would do absolutely anything, even give up my life just to go back in time and stop myself from shooting Sabrina. It would have been so much better if I had died instead of her. She would have married the man she loved and made our parents proud. I had begged my parents to cancel the wedding. I couldn't bear exchanging vows with my sister's lover, not after I had taken her life. My parents will stop at nothing to protect my father's campaign for President. They didn't care who they had to throw under the bus, they were willing to do everything to put my father on that seat. It would shake the world if word ever got out that their dear Presidential candidate had two daughters and one had killed her sister. The next time someone came into my room, it was Rita. "The Singhs are here, Miss Wettin." She bowed curtly, holding the door open for me. I sucked in a deep breath before leaving my room. The Singhs were in dire need of a wife for their son who would produce an heir to take over their business empire. And they needed my father's influence to enlarge their empire. For six whole years, they've planned toward the wedding. Like my parents, they would never agree to the wedding getting cancelled. I mindlessly walked to where both families were seated. Everyone else sat at the dining table was smiling up at me, except him. "Ana, darling," Kavita called my name so sweetly. It was like she didn't hold a resentment toward me for what I had done. "Would you rather have the Indian wedding before the white wedding?" All eyes turned to me, making me feel even more nervous. I looked at Rohan who looked like he wanted to stab me with his fork. I waited for him to say something but he didn't, he just continued glaring at me. "Th....the White wedding." I managed to answer with a smile. I remained quiet for the rest of the dinner, leaving the preparations to our parents. Rohan barely contributed to the discussion too as he never stopped staring at me with so much hatred. "How about you too went for a walk?" My father suggested. I immediately went still on my seat. I knew what this meant, this was when Rohan gave me the engagement ring. Without a doubt, he wouldn't be giving me a ring, he would be strangling me to death. "That would be lovely." Rohan agreed, his lips stretching into a very threatening smile. I wanted to disagree and run up to my room but I knew what would happen if I dared did that. He rose to his feet and walked over to where I was seated on the other side of the table. He stretched out his hand and I quickly placed my hand in his before my mother got mad. He took it and gave it a tight squeeze before excusing us from the table. I glanced back at my mother who had a warning look on her face. Mess this up and face the consequences. When we were outside the mansion, Rohan's hold on my hand tightened to a painful state. "Rohan." I cried, trying to wiggle out of his grip. I kept pulling away but his hold on me was too tight. He continued walking, dragging me along with him, not acting like I was in pain. When he finally stopped, he pulled me aggressively to stand in front of him. "You didn't stop the wedding." His voice was filled with so much malice. When I didn't speak, he covered the distance between us and grabbed my face. This time, I didn't fight him. I deserved whatever he wanted to do to me, I had taken his lover away from him. "I don't have the power to." A tear slipped down my cheek as I stared into those beautiful grey eyes. I could see the raging emotions in his eyes, whether to end my life or not. "I promise, if I could, I would have." I begged him, more tears streaming down my face. His hand slid down my face to my neck. "You are a disgusting monster. You never deserved to be her sister. You do not deserve to be taking her place by my side. You are the reason your parents have refused to tell the world that Sabrina isn't their only child." His jaw hardened in anger as he tightened his hold on my neck. "You killed the woman that I loved. You took Sabrina away from me and now you expect me to love you like I love her?" I saw pain flash in his eyes at the mention of my sister's name. "I will make your life worse than hell, Anastasia. I will make you wish I didn't exist. I will make you feel the pain that I felt when you put a bullet in her head. This marriage will be my revenge to you, Ana and I will make sure you're suffering every second of it. When you've had your fill of suffering and pain, you will take your life just like you took hers. And I will gladly watch." He pushed me to the ground after he had spoken. I coughed, holding my neck and scrambling away from him, scared that he would change his mind and kill me right now. He dug into his pocket and brought out a ring. When he held it up, I saw that it was the same one he had given my sister. Rohan would never give me Sabrina's ring, his parents must have made him do that. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, Anastasia but I will make sure what you experience is worse than pain and regret." He threw the ring at me before walking away.