Two weeks later.
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“Hey! Do you know how expensive this is?! How dare you touch it! You wanna die?!”Juliet yelled as she socked me in my tummy.
“I’m…”I coughed while holding on to my stomach.
“Sheesh… get out of here. You poor thing.”she gritted and yanked the dress I’d tried to return into the closet for her away from me.
“I was just trying to….”
I’d found the dress lying on the bed.
Now, reflecting back on that, I wondered why I’d cared in the first place.
“I said, get out!!!”she threw a pillow at me.
I held my anger in as I looked at her.
I honestly feel like strangling her now.
How dare this rubbish?, this mere impersonator?
I clenched my teeth and I felt my gaze hardened.
“What?! Why are you staring at me in that manner?. Do you feel wronged?. Oh, well, retaliate! And see how badly you would be injured.”
I scoffed.
I have to hasten up with my plans cause I really can’t take this anymore.
I stared at the dress and scoffed.
“This dress was made in France by Billy.”I smirked.
“What do you think you’re doing?. Do you think if you sell off all your family and their properties, you could actually pay for this?. This is Billy’s latest design!.”
“Oops! Another one was released a day after this was offered up for sale.”I folded my arms.
I had this sly grin on my lips and I enjoyed the pain and anger in her eyes.
“I’m a little bit surprised you called this expensive. I mean, for a princess, it shouldn’t be. That’s the most cheapest of Billy’s designs.”
She scoffed and brushed her back while shooting lasers at me.
“But who cares tho!”I exclaimed.
“Money isn’t everything, you know?. I figured you just have a deep likeness for it so much that you wouldn’t even care about its value.”I added.
Now, that was like a comic relief as her face relaxed and she gazed at the other side.
“If you will permit me, ma’am. It’s time to go make you your tea and I don’t want to slack off on that so as not to see you lose your cool again.”I bowed and offered a smile before turning around and slipping away.
That w! tch tho.
*
Emilia’s pov.
I tapped my finger on the wine glass as I looked out the window.
I shut my eyes while enjoying the cool breeze.
A week to this time, John will be getting married.
I can’t believe I’m just going to lose him like this.
Well, if I can’t be his wife, I would at least be his babymama.
I just love too much than to just let him ago.
I don’t think I can ever love another man like I love him.
I could easily mess up their wedding but for some strange reason, I don’t want to.
I opened my eyes and moved my lips to the rim of the glass cup then took a quick sip of the drink before removing my grip from the glass and it slides to the floor and broke into pieces.
I gazed down at it.
Black wine!
*
John’s pov.
I trailed inside the room and met her on the floor, her back leaning against the bed.
She was scrolling through some pictures on her phone and her eyes were visibly teary.
“Good for you. At least, you have pictures of your boyfriend to stare at..”I sighed while sitting on the bed and glancing through the pictures she was staring at.
She scoffed and hurriedly cleaned her eyes.
“His marriage pictures?. You couldn’t be more stupid.”she replied.
I chuckled.
“You just passed an insult, you know?.”
She didn’t say anything.
We both kept mute and the room was silent.
I broke the serenity after some minutes.
“It’s been weeks since I last heard from her.”I began.
I tweaked my nose and let’s out a bitter laugh.
“I guess, the last time I saw her what that night when we broke up. After that, nothing. I called her but her line doesn’t seem to connect and she isn’t active on her socials also. So, all I just have to myself was her old pictures.. our memories but.. strangely, those things felt new.”I paused.
“I guess that was because I was creating new memories for us with our old ones.”I shut my eyes, fighting off the urge to cry.
“Lucky you. At least, she is still single. You can always go back to her after this marriage but him…..”she shed tears.
I sat there, watching her.
We were both wallowing in our pains.
“She could have gotten married or got herself a new boyfriend then discard her line so I wouldn’t disturb her. You call that luck?. I don’t even know what’s going on with her…”I blinked back my tears.
“I guess this is how it feels to be the groom.”I chuckled dryly.
“And this is how it feels to be the bride.”she snivelled.
*
Adrian’s pov.
“Are you going out again?”Mara’s voice sounded behind me.
I stopped walking, finding it hard to reply her.
“Take me with you!”
I was forced to look at her.
I scrunched up my face at her request.
“Why would I do that?, i’m leaving the house because your mere sight annoys me and you think….”I scoffed.
“Go take some rest.”I added with a sigh.
“But we just got married.”
“You!”I fired whilst pointing at her and she jerked back.
“You did, not me! I didn’t marry you. You married me!”I breathed out rapidly.
She stood, speechless. Her balls were widened in shock.
I swallowed down my saliva then left.
*
Ralph’s pov.
I placed my brush on the paper and sighed.
“That’s ten sighs for today.”Snow informed.
Well, I think it is that much already.
I sighed again.
“That’s eleven. Wow, I thought you were going to stop at ten.”he whined.
I glanced at him and sighed.
“Now, that’s twelve. Woah, you will soon hold a record of being the man with the long sighing hours.”Duvall chipped in.
“What’s the use.. you guys won’t understand anyway.”I sent my gaze back to my sketch pad.
“You should tell us first and see if we understand or not.”Snow pressed on.
I snapped my head back at them.
“It hurts…”I pouted.
“Right here.”I touched my heart.
“I don’t know but it keeps racing and it just won’t stop.”I dropped my head dolefully.
“It’s as if it’s waiting for it to get rewarded as the winner. And the only person that could award this little guy is…”I trailed off.
“Is…?”Duvall and Snow asked inquisitively.
“That… that troublemaker.”I sighed.
“Who is that?”Duvall questioned.
“It’s…”I looked up at them.
“Aysel. I think she has stolen my heart.”