Decision

Chapter 11

The days after Felix’s proposal moved like a dream Jessica was almost afraid to wake up from.

Not because it was too perfect,

But because, deep down, she knew perfection had never lasted long in her life.

Still… she allowed herself to believe.

Allowed herself to hope.

Wedding preparations began immediately.

Felix didn’t do things halfway.

Within days, planners were involved, venues inspected, guest lists drafted. Calls came in constantly, fabrics were selected, decorations discussed, menus reviewed.

Jessica found herself in the middle of it all measuring, choosing, approving.

“You’re getting married,” one of the planners said excitedly.

Jessica smiled.

“Yes… I am.”

But something in her chest tightened slightly.

Not fear exactly.

Just… awareness.

The wedding dress came next.

It was everything she never dared to imagine.

White, Elegant.,Flowing like it carried its own light. When she stepped out of the fitting room and looked at herself in the mirror, she barely recognized the woman staring back.

That couldn’t be the same girl who had once struggled to survive on the streets.

The same girl who had been used, deceived, and abandoned.

The same girl who had made mistake after mistake.

And yet,

There she was.

A bride.

“You look beautiful.”

Jessica turned.

Felix stood behind her, his reflection meeting hers in the mirror.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then Jessica smiled softly. “I almost don’t believe this is real.”

Felix stepped closer. “It’s real.”

Preparations continued.

Because stopping now wasn’t an option.

Not after everything they had built.

One of the first things Jessica insisted on was bringing her mother from the village.

“She has to be here,” Jessica said firmly. “She has to see this.”

Felix didn’t argue.

Within two days, arrangements were made.

When Jessica saw her mother step out of the car in the city, she ran to her immediately.

Tears fell freely as they embraced.

“My daughter…” her mother whispered, holding her tightly. “Look at you…”

Jessica laughed through tears. “I made it, Mama.”

Her mother pulled back slightly, studying her face.

“You didn’t just make it,” she said softly. “You survived.”

Jessica’s smile faltered for just a second.

Because those words…

They felt too true.

As the wedding approached, everything grew bigger.

More elaborate.

More intense.

More… watched.

The night before the wedding, Jessica couldn’t sleep.

She sat by the window of her room, staring out at the quiet city.

Her wedding dress hung nearby, glowing faintly under the soft light.

Everything was ready.

Everything was perfect.

“This is the only thing that’s ever felt right.”Felix said.

Jessica’s eyes filled with tears.

I can't believe we are getting married.

The wedding day arrived.

Bright.

Grand.

Unforgettable.

The venue was breathtaking,decorated with white and gold, flowers lining every path, music filling the air with soft elegance.

Guests filled the space,well-dressed and smiling.

Jessica stood in her dressing room, staring at herself in the mirror.

Today was the day.

No turning back.

No more running.

When the music began, everything felt surreal.

She stepped out slowly, her gown flowing behind her like a quiet declaration of everything she had survived.

The aisle stretched ahead.

At the end of it,

Felix.

Waiting.

Watching.

Their eyes met.

And for a moment…

Nothing else existed.

Jessica walked forward, each step steady.

Her mother watched with tears.

The guests smiled.

The world seemed… perfect.

Jessica closed her eyes slowly.

A single tear slipped down her cheek.

Felix reached for her hand.

His grip was steady.

Unwavering.

“We finish it.”

Jessica opened her eyes.

Something inside her had changed.

Not broken.

Not defeated.

But sharpened.

Stronger.

She nodded slowly.

The girl who once ran from everything was gone.

Jessica realized something chilling.

She has chosen her life partner.