Candle

Chapter 2

Candle

After receiving the shock of my life, I went back to my room to catch my breath, I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I decided to take a nap to reset and relax.

I woke up to the voice of my father and sister getting close to my door.

"Maybe I offended sissy that's why she slapped me"she said amidst hiccups who slapped who I'm too sleepy to be interested in their conversation so I went back to sleep well I tried.

I heard footsteps nearing my room, the door swinged open didn't even bother to know me

"Why did you slap your sister candle?" He said accusing me immediately. I sat up on the bed they were standing right in front of me. Why can't I get a moment of peace today.

"Dear father why don't you ask your daughter who slapped her"I faced her while staring her down she's so f*****g short.

"Did I slap you Helen?"

"I... I " she stuttered unable to make a sentence she is unprofessional while lying who the heck stutters when lying you will be exposed immediately

"Dad..." I sighed " I think you should get your facts right before pointing accusing fingers at me.I'm already doing a lot for the family since you're practically giving me away the least you can do is not be a b***h about everything" I was too tired to care about his feelings

"What did you just say? " he couldn't believe my audacity.

"I'm sacrificing myself for your mafia operations and my sister. We both know what Antonio can do to you if i refuse to go through with the wedding"

"Helen are you sure she slapped you ?" He said turning to face her. She stayed silent why will she decide to lie and refuse to keep up with it. "Why would you lie. Do you want to cause problems in this house?" He was getting pissed at her

" You should have done that before you came in here pointing figures.... " I said while walking away from them.

After the whole spectacle came to an end I decided to leave the house before I lose my mind,so I went to my favourite coffee shop. The shop is owned by auntie Paula's daughter eva and they make the best coffee ever

"Hey Eva" I said waking up to the counter. The shop was barely filled with customers so she had time to talk to me.

"Hey girl I haven't seen you in a while what have you been doing?" She said smiling evidently excited to see me. Eva is one of the few people I talk to.

"Living and breathing and also eating" I said as we both burst out laughing I had a short conversation with her got my coffee then left.

I had nothing else to do since we were on break from school so I went to see my mom. It's been a while since I visited her.

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"I'm Im getting married in few days mom "I told mum as I cleared the debris on her tomb. I really should come here often.

"I know you wouldn't allow that to happen if you were here" I said overwhelmed with sadness.

" I miss you everyday" I said blinking my tears away.

" I really do, I don't want to get married but I'm doing it for you, I know you love dad and won't want him to die in the hands of Antonio"

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A week after.

Today is the day, I go wedding dress shopping even without knowing what my future husband looks like. A week after I heard I will be getting married my father forced me to go get a wedding drsss with my sister.

Why I agreed to do this I still don't know but here I am ,stuck with my sister and some other girls that I do not know, choosing which dress would look good on me for my big day.

I wish I could just disappear from the surface of this earth but wishes do not come true. I hate my life. Because I barely had any friends the girls that would be bridesmaids were arranged by my sister some of them her friends from school. I chose one of the prettiest wedding dress I've ever seen. It has a long train, it was beaded at the top and the rest of the mermaid shaped tail was made of top quality lacy material. It looks perfect the marriage might be arranged but I should still look good while doing it.

The next days passed by in a blur ,preparations were made and the date chosen for the wedding finally came today is the day I will be getting married.

Big media houses were publishing the story .

"Ceo Mr Rogers daughter and business mogul/billionaire Mr Antonio's son are getting married today . Today is an happy day in the city as we are witnessing a blooming love story becoming whole today" according to the media we were childhood sweethearts we always talked about getting married early well big ups to Antonio because I know this would be his idea .

One thing I'm sure about is the fact that I do not know his name and I can't recognize him if I see him quite the irony to what the media said .

I was standing by the door of the church in the arms of my father. I heard the song start off slowly then the tempo rose as the door opened ,I walked slowly down the aisle with my father smiling but terrified of what my future will be like. What if he is abusive I will be stuck in a loveless abusive marriage.

I don't even know if he's my type he stood backing me as we continued it was a long walk paired with a very heavy gown I saw my sister and the other bridesmaids sitting close to the altar

As we got closer to him he turned and holy moly I take back my word he is definitely my type he is very tall tatted dark hair and brown eyes definitely my type I hope he is not an asshole.

My father handed me over to him and he started wiping his face b***h don't act like you will miss me he told him to take good care of me while the groom kept smirking at me. We said our vows exchanged rings and I finally know his name is Nicholas

I changed clothes and we greeted a few people and interacted with few guests before Nicholas took the mic and announced that I was tired and we were leaving . We walked out of the reception and my dad and sister started crying about them missing me already. Fakes

Ten minutes later I'm stuck in awkward silence with my husband I still can't believe I'm married to this very handsome piece of meat.

After an hour of awkward silence we arrived at a house scratch that a freaking castle we walked without a word from him . There was a line of maids and househelps bowed as we walked in, he was still mute if he had not spoken at the reception and during exchange of vows,I would have assumed he was mute. We walked up the stairs in silence I was beginning to get irritated so I lashed out at him

"Why are you not saying anything ? I know you probably don't want this and I don't either but you should at least say something " I was irritated by the silence from him.

It’s bad enough that I’m stuck in a loveless marriage. I don’t want a mute husband in the equation.