Designed By Fate

As the sun filtered through the curtain the rays reflecting on the face of Oprah sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the blueprint spread infront of her. The lines and curves of her dream as an architect echoing against the reality of the arranged marriage set before her . She had always been the dutiful daughter sitting where she's been told to trained to always obey her parents and elders, But deep inside a fire of rebellion burned telling her to just escape the marriage and explore her dreams. To create and design awe stunning marvelling designs to hold her head up full of pride. Today she would try and cave her path free from her parents hold even if it means getting married to who she has never met and if it means hiding her true self with a mask of compliance As she looked at her reflection in the mirror wearing a big smile which she had practiced numerous times masking the turmoil within, with a deep breath, she decides to embrace whatever is coming. The thought of her said fiance, a successful Ceo, loomed in her mind he was everything her family envisioned in a man for her , successful rich and charming and devoted to his family. But as she imagined their future a wave of dread washed over her as it was no news that Ryan had a woman he loved, Alison a successful supermodel with a impressive bust , looking down on her own bust size she laughed out she wasn't even a B-cup. Has she pondered on her thought with a wave of apprehension and excitement, would he appreciate her talent as ann architect or just see her sas a trophy wife married to appease his family. With her hearts racing she realizes the path ahead was uncertain, she wanted to believe their relationship would evolve beyond the confines of obligation but it would take her courage to break out from it. As she contemplates her mother Mrs Moore calls her out, her voice as tiny as an ant Oprah your father awaits you in the meeting hall there goes my mother always the soft speaker rarely raising her voice or even able to voice out her opinions always telling me women are raised to be soft and vulnerable always subjecting to her husband as he is the head of the home. With heavy footsteps I walked down the hallway approaching the meeting room where I hear my father's voice glistening with laughter my daughter Oprah is so obedient ,I feel so blessed to have a daughter who has all thought in upholding the family honor by marrying into the Connor's , rest assured with her marrying Ryan I can live a life of luxury with their investment in the company I have nothing to worry about, cheers old friends to a life of luxury he said raising a toast of wine to his friends who were with him , with a heavy heart and tears threatening to fall I sniffed holding them back, a key to securing a deal and investment was what my father thought of me, could they ever understand my passion for architecture. or were they too blinded by the greed for social status , she felt torn between her obligation and her own desires. As she prepared to face her father a determined look Shone in her eyes she was determined to prove to him that her worth wasn't determined by a ordinary marital status but by the legacy she would build in the architecture world. As she reached a turning point in her thought she knew it was time to close this chapter of her life and embrace her fate. At the precipice of her thought she drifted to the small and subtle interaction with Ryan in their conversation he was charismatic and polite but there was an underlying tension hidden in his voice, she caught a glimpse of vulnerability in his eyes, moments when the mask of a powerful CEO fell off revealing a man who carried the weight of expectations from his family. Perhaps he too felt entrapped by the roles they were expected to play. As she prepared to confront her own future she couldn't shake the feeling that their path maybe destined to intertwine? Would he understand her need for independence or keep her like a caged bird in canary, If it was the latter she wouldn't hesitate to ask for a divorce As she navigated her thoughts the image of him became clearer , he wasn't just a CEO lucky to be born In a wealthy home he was a man of great vision which ascertained to his ability of taking the Grey corporation to greater heights bringing it at the very top in just a space of three years holding power maybe he was the ideal man for her, after all she was a person of vision herself, realizing we both were alot similar in so many ways after all , sharing same battles, having I w broad view of life but bound by the expectations and heavy obligation,but there was Alison , it was well known his impressive love for her the thought I would have to contend with another woman in my husband's heart gave me a fright. In a moment of quiet i realized how much i would have to compromise my own identity for our relationship, few people knew i was the impressive 'Great Mage' a nickname i called herself in the architectural world who was known for impressive designs I often took without showing my face, Yet faced by the success and achievement of her fiance my own achievement diminished. This awareness fuelewa the burning passion In her to be more than just having the status Ryan's wife , i would be something impressive and be an equal partner for him even surfuelewas Alison ,standing by his side not behind him . It was time to confront the reality of our relationship and understanding what it meant to be engaged to a CEO while staying true to myself. As my father held my hands walking me down the aisle wearing a big smile of fulfilment i knew it was time to take courage and not be outshined, Do you Ryan connor take Oprah Moore to be your lawfully wedded wife in health and sickness loving each other till death do you apart ? Yes I do! you may now kiss the bride, the kiss was short and subtle with no hint of joy, I couldn't care any less I was free from the binds of my family holding me though unhappy I was looking forward to having my freedom.