Alexandra's POV
It's been a week after that incident.
I'm pregnant.
I scoffed, a cruel smile formed on my face with a mixture of happiness and sorrow.
I didn't wish to bring this child into this word to be tortured by anyone, tears slid down my face anytime I thought about it.
I couldn't blame anyone but myself.
Darren hadn't visited since that day too, I only saw him in pictures that Amelia shared on her social Media.
It's a Saturday.
The day before my wedding, things had been stressful.
I guess I was fatigued and restless from my endeavor and I couldn't wait for it all to end.
I looked lovingly at the wedding gown, I had carefully selected to match my body perfectly. This was the only part of the wedding that I really loved, I couldn't tell them because they would find a way to tear it off my fingers.
Darren isn't here yet.
He's busy, busy for me but always available for her.
At the thought of his attitude, a cold smile formed on my face.
I whispered softly, “ Dearest husband, “
The jingles of the wedding rang, the bustle was there but there weren't people on my side.
I stood on this journey alone, there wasn't a friend besides me. Amelia stood besides me, giving me a cold smile at brief moments.
I didn't return them to her, she was being fake and whatsoever, it totally disgusted me.
We walked down the aisle, realization dawned upon me and I realized it was a small and shabby wedding.
I couldn't hold back the giggle and I laughed, the few people there turned and stared but I didn't turn to them.
My mom ran to my side, scolding me with her eyes but I ignored them and walked faster to the groom.
The event couldn't get any more boring until it was time for the vows and there was nothing I ever thought could be this uninteresting in life.
We finished it as fast as possible and I couldn't wait to run back home, but I was going to his home.
It was time for us to leave, he didn't grasp my hands but immediately went to look for Amelia with a scared look on his face.
I didn't say anything but just calmly walked myself to the car and rested inside of there.
He finally came in and there was a cold tension that rode in the room, he looked frustrated: tugging at the tie on his neck with a scrunched up look.
He instructed the driver, “ Rose hotel.”
The car jammed off into the night, my body jerking up and down. I guess we were having our honeymoon in the hotel, I voiced out my thoughts and he looked at me weirdly.
“ Oh no. That's where you will stay throughout the wedding.”
I couldn't believe his words, I was thrown off the edges by his cruel words.
“ You know I'm pregnant right?” I asked, almost driven to tears. I was angered by how sensitive I was these days.
He looked at me, noticing the c***k and shake in my voice.
My eyes were already watered and my lips trembled. The mere thought of living alone was already driving me insane.
He said something more mad, “ Amelia doesn't want us living together.”
I almost sprang up in anger, I settled down, folding my hands and saying, “ okay, that's fine.”
I settled the other way, turning my face away and calming myself internally.
It was our wedding night but he has already set up the conditions and rules to follow, he also made it known that he's following the whims of Amelia.
I was about saying something again but I held it in and looked away, we arrived at the hotel and I got down. I turned away and walked in with speed.
Darren followed behind with long steps, met the receptionist and got my keys and got me into the room.
He dropped the old news with me, “ Something from the company cropped up.”
I didn't look up from my phone and just nodded, I noticed his scorching gaze was on my face and he continued looking.
He scooted closer and dropped a soft kiss on my forehead, “ I will be back.”
I lost it, it warmed my heart and I continued staring in his direction until he was out of my sight.
I snorted, banging the door behind me and ordering for food.
I sat on the bed and devoured it without any other thoughts, he was the one paying so I took a bottle of water.
Just after that, there was a short knock on the door while I was watching TV.
I ran to pull the door open, a man stood there with a bundle of flowers.
He quickly asked with a stunned look, “ Is this Miss. Xandra?” I nodded, he handed over the bundle of roses to me.
He also added, ‘ Your husband is the best, mam.’
I nodded calmly, taking the bouquet of flowers and shutting the door in his face.
I hurled it to the side of the room, hopping back on my bed and a message popped up.
It lit up my screen, I don't know.
“ Should I open this or not?” It's an unknown number.
I held it and put down the phone.
It was downloading slowly and once it downloaded… sultry voices escaped.
“ Shah, yes… Darren.”
“ f**k this p***y hard and good.”
Her side profiles showed and anyone could pinpoint it was her and Gideon.
They were f*****g hard in the room, I could hear the sound of it smacking against her p***y.
I couldn't help but feel aggrieved, I had nothing else to say after seeing this.
I opened up an anonymous account, sent everything out.
And very soon.. my phone would be blowing.