Chapter 3

Angel's POV:

Today I'm getting married, I don't know if I should be happy or sad about all this.

Everything felt too fast, and I didn't know what to do. Ace did ask me about it. He asked if I was ready for the marriage and I told him yes because I was scared of what would happen if my father found out.

Looking at the mirror, I couldn't help but admire myself, I looked different, more pretty and cute.

My makeup was well done and not to forget about my dress. It hugged my body perfectly, and even though I have small boobs and a small ass, everything came out good.

"Mrs Kingston, your father is here," A bodyguard said before walking away, before I could say anything.

I let out a breath before looking back at the mirror.

My father walked into the room, his eyes roaming around before landing on me.

"For once in your life, you look beautiful," he said with a mocking laugh.

But again I said nothing.

"This is a really big deal for me, Angel. Please behave, because after this little wedding of yours, I'm leaving the country, no more seeing your ugly face anymore," he continued.

Looking up at him, I stayed quiet and watched him talk, everything hurt knowing this is the man I call my father.

I wished he died that day with mom, I wished he was never my father.

"Alright, time to go, we can't get your future family angry," he said. Nodding my head, I wrapped my left arm around him and walked slowly towards the door.

I could hear the wedding music from a distance but I didn't want to think about it.

I felt like crying or maybe screaming out my pains, but I knew father would be angry about that, also I didn't want the makeup artist's work to go to waste.

"Smile Angel! Just keep a calm face because there are thousands of people out there waiting for you," father said quietly.

I could feel eyes on us as we made our way to the altar.

I could see the shoes my future husband and his father wore together, but the only thing that was going through my head was.

'This is it!'

'This is happening!'

I just hope I have a happy married life at least, although I know that's stupid to think or ask.

But Ace looks like a good man. I mean he smiles and talks calmly, and after spending time with him that day, he cares about someone.

Or maybe it's just an act.

Father placed a small kiss on my forehead before walking away with a smile.

'I hope you fall!' I thought before biting my lips, with a breath I looked away from him, only to see my future husband's eyes on me.

It made me feel shy and hot, One thing about all this was that Ace is handsome.

I have seen good-looking men around but, he is not someone you could just rate a 5 to.

The pastor continued talking to the crowd but my mind wasn't still there.

'Lord please, please don't let Ace be like my father!' I prayed in my head. I felt like crying or running away like all those ladies you see in movies, running with their wedding dresses.

But if I do that, I might die twice, one from my father then the other from my new family.

"Do you Ace Kingston, take Angel Jackie to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish, until death do you apart?" The pastor asked looking at Ace Carefully.

"I do," he said with a smile.

Then the pastor turned to me with a smile.

"And do you Angel Jackie, take Ace Kingston to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you apart?"

My mouth stayed shut for a moment, you could hear people mumbling to themselves from my lack of answer.

"Angel, do you take Ace to be your husband?" The pastor asked again his voice low.

I looked up from the ground to see Ace confused, his head tilted to the side as he tried to read me.

Looking back at the crowd I saw the looks my father and sister gave to me.

"Say I do, you dumb girl" Anna mouthed at me.

With a breath, I looked back at Ace before saying.

"I do." I then heard loud claps and people yelling happily, I swear I heard my father's voice in the crowd.

"Good, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride," the pastor said with a smile.

There goes my first kiss.

I thought before closing my eyes when I felt Ace's lips on mine.

The kiss was short and fast, you could hardly tell if we even kissed at all. Ace grabbed my hand and turned to everyone, a bright smile on his face, trying to act nice in front of everyone.

"Thank you all for coming to my wedding today, I hope you all have a great day. Please do help yourself out with food and drinks." He announced making everyone scream excitedly.

With that we walked hand in hand, down the aisle, my face still facing the ground as we made our way to the door.

And that was the last day I saw my father, the last day I found happiness, and the last day I tried talking to anyone.

I just hope this wedding will be worth it.

We entered my husband's car, and his charioteer drove away.

No words were shared, just complete silence. I guess I made him angry for not replying to the pastor as fast as he did.

But I don't care anyway. I know for sure this is how my life becomes more miserable than it ever was.

Or maybe, this is going to be a good wedding.