Forbidden In Love

That’s Impossible

I waited a few days before deciding on anything with a hot head, apparently he hadn't seen any of my texts. Since he canceled the wedding, not even postponing it, I hear less of him each passing day. My heart ached and getting up in the morning had become a difficult task and the smile I used to naturally have had faded into a frown. Why was this even happening? Did he even love me at all? I have to stop overthinking, of course, he loves me.

"You seem out of it again. Babes go find him in his cubicle and see what's going on. I highly doubt Uncle Salvie is going to mind. He absolutely adores you. Basically, the only reason why your fiancé even got a job with that resume of his in the first place. Your dad should ban list him."

"Rune, you're being unreasonable." I tried to convince, but failed miserably.

"And your dearest fiancé is. Oh please, he is as pathetic as the last guy I dated for like a month, was it." He was getting annoyed and what can I say that won't send him on another rant.

"Fine, fine, I'll go see Kye in his cubicle and talk with him if I get the chance."

"Ooo yay, finally you listen. Now go!"

"Okay, okay." I got there before lunchtime hit. I hope I can talk to him and see if he can further explain this trip he is going on. Getting into the building of the most beautiful interior design. Uncle Salvie really does an incredible job every year with his spouse Earl. I have never met anyone as stylish as them both.

In my peripheral view, I saw a woman dressed in a pastel purple suite. She had a group of people surrounding her, she seemed to have a round face and a tall frame with long black raven hair. She looks absolutely stunning from a distance. Everyone seemed to be attracted and gathered around her. She definitely had a genuine smile on her face that everyone near her matched. "Miss, can I help you? There are other people than just you."

"Sorry what did you just sa..."

"Is that my lovely Drew, what are you doing here?" Wasn't expecting to see him.

"Uncle Salvie", I threw a smile his way and turned my direction to the young receptionist. In a whisper to her ears only, "Please be mindful of how you engage with every person who enters this building. I certainly know that there are high-end clients that enter and exit this building. Be respectful and professional to everyone that enters. They won't be as merciful as I."

"Trust me they wont be. If I were you I would say thank you". Uncle Salvie appeared next to me, and he seemed to have heard everything. Though he isn't as ruthless as Mr. Louie thankfully. "Your always correcting my staff, I should hire you to straighten them up for me." He lets out a laugh that I know too well.

"No need". I chuckled and walked with him away from the front desk and saw that there were tears forming in the young receptionist's eyes. I felt bad, but her getting fired would be worse. "Mom would be furious if you took me from her."

Uncle Salvie pulled me into a hug. I remember very well that he gives hugs when he knows something I don't and feels terrible not telling me. When Rune and I became best friends, I would always drag him along on shopping sprees with Uncle Salvie and my mother. Once, when we were fifteen, I didn't know then that Rune was gay, but he did tell Uncle Salvie that he was, and I was happy he trusted him to know. What better than confiding and looking up to a gay man himself. Rune got the courage to tell me soon after and Uncle Salvie did not know at all, and he gave me a big hug, and it felt nice.

It felt comforting. I was lucky that he and mom are best friends. They are literally the definition of fashion icons. He and Mom look so great together, the way her golden skin tone and natural red hair with vibrant blue eyes that frightens me when she looks at me sternly, and Uncle Salvie with bleached platinum hair that just made his dark green eyes pop. They looked like a Greek god and goddess wherever they enter a room. I guess that's why dad and Earl don't go with them to events and, if they do, they give them distance. They honestly look simple around them. I feel basic around them their duo power is unmatched. Before Uncle Salvie came out, Mom and him were the it couple. Of course, it was a cover-up so no one could figure out he was gay. But when he did, mom introduced Mr. Earl to Uncle Salvie and they hit it off right there and then. Their story is still going strong, but moms and dads burned out when I was ten, although I do not get how they are each other fling.

He let go of the hug, "I heard your wedding was canceled. Yes, Tala told me, before you tell her to mind her business. Earl, Louie, and I asked about you since we received a letter saying that your wedding was postponed for further notice." Mr. Louie is Uncle Salvie's older brother. He runs the business and Uncle Salvie takes care of the employees and the publicity media of this place. On top of that, Uncle Salvie is the top model for THMagazine. Which I love when he wears one of my designs on the runway. He makes everything look amazing, just like mom.

"I didn't even know that was sent out, I'm out of the loop of everything at this point. I'll speak to Maya, my wedding planner, once again," I can't even believe what Maya sent out without my consent and Kye probably suggested it too. I'm so angry. I am so annoyed with them. "I'm going to go see Kye before he heads out to lunch and I miss him again."

"Drew, What do you mean? Kye is on a business trip," he said. That was one of the things getting in the way of the wedding date, but

he did not even inform me that he had left already.

"Wait, how long ago did he go?", My head started to feel light, my chest felt heavier, and my breathing became tighter. I felt disoriented and out of place. Why did Kye have to do things like that? Did he even want to get married?

"Well, almost four days ago, with the editing team, since they were all promoted, and Louie wanted to give them a view of the business world. You know how he is, but honestly, he gave him that promotion because he said he wanted Kye to be able to support you in the future. We want the best for you." I feel worse now, I feel my whole vision blurred, and my head felt like a ticking bomb. He didn't tell me anything about getting promoted.

Was I really losing my train of thoughts? " I didn't even know. I'm gon...na go to th..the bathro…o..om. Tal...k..k later." He knows when I have a break-down or something, I certainly felt like fainting. Probably Kye forgot to tell me. Or he had so much going on that he didn't get the chance to tell me at all.

A sad face appeared on his face and says, "Oh honey". As I saw him take out the phone and call someone, I quickly headed to the closest bathroom.

Thank all the good that the bathroom was empty, and I just locked myself in the biggest stall. I sit with my legs close to my body and head between my knees. Trying to breathe and sobbing with pain that I did not know how to describe. Maybe I'm just being dramatic and exaggerating everything. I wrapped my whole life around Kye for the last five years and gave up so many opportunities to not let him feel belittled by my accomplishments. He already struggles with the idea that I graduated from college at a young age and have a masters in fashion design. He told me it was the advantage of having a rich family. But I worked hard to get into the top fashion school and prove I was not just using mommy's and daddy's high status. Though they told me that they would not intervene, what if Kye was right, and they used their power to help me out in school?

I just feel weak around him, as if my mind was controlled by his hazel eyes and strawberry blond hair. He was chubby when I first started dating him, but he said he did not look good enough for me. Then I felt bad, so I shared my gym membership that I got from being an important member of the country club that I used to go with my dad to play golf. Now he looks an amazing six-pack and toned muscles that just make you want to stare at him all hours of the day. Which I have stared for an excessive amount, to be honest. I always get mesmerized, his olive-skinned tone, and his deep hazel eyes makes all my anger towards him fade away.

Although I was still sobbing and trying to distract myself, it did not help at all. "Hi there are you alright? Do you need anything at all?" I got startled. Was I crying that loud? I cleaned my tears and scurried out of the stall. I bumped into the person that was talking to me, but her tall frame caught me before hitting the floor. Realizing that it was the same lady I saw earlier with the pastel purple suite that looked stunning from far away. But close to me, she looks angelic. She had a button nose, dark brown almond eyes, and a medium toned skin tone that just looked so pretty. I was in absolute awe, but it all ended when I saw myself in the mirror. I looked hideous, my eyes looked raccooned and red.

"Sorry excuse me", I thought I saw a smirk or a grin. I needed to get home, now I knew who Uncle Salvie was talking to. He was standing next to my beautiful mother, Tala. She looks as young as me for her to already be in her late forties. Next to each other, I would have loved more modeling pictures of them from their youth. They are hot now. Imagine back then.

She stretched out her arms to me and gave me the hug I will forever find comfort in. I melt into her arms and let tears stain my face. "My love, I am so sorry that all this is happening. Stop pushing me away and Sali here feels like you don't talk to him anymore. Your father, Earl, and Louie don't mind, but Sali sure does." I nodded in agreement. I distanced myself from everyone because Kye felt uncomfortable around them and apparently gave me so much attention, but not him. We did not have an engagement party for that same reason. He tells me that I'm some piece of prized trophy. I did not like that thought, but I guess he's right. I'm like their child, just like my siblings are. I worked hard for Kye to accept to marry me. "Okay, let's get you home, apparently your sister Lily is waiting for you at the apartment". I saw uncle Salvie's expression shift and looked worried about me. He already knew what was going to happen. He waved us off.

"Sh*t", I'm definitely screwed. My sister is the complete opposite of my mother. Mom is zenful while my sister is destructive, She destroys without hesitation.