Cassandra looked at herself in the vertical mirror. The white suit she wore was tailor-made. A small blue flower was pinned below her shoulder. She instinctively moved a loose strand of her hair aside to not obstruct its sight. She exhaled slowly. Why was she getting so nervous? Was it alright to be this nervous?
She walked to one of the windows overlooking the garden of the manor they had rented and she tried to calm herself down. From where she was, she could see the guests were already seated in queued white chairs. The place was generously decorated with fabrics and flowers, leaving everything elegant.
It contrasted well with the greenery and white rose bushes. A bit further, she could see the pond where majestic swans were swimming. They would probably do some photoshoots there later. “Lovely creatures.” She muttered hoarsely under her breath, trying to distract herself.
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When she heard the melodious song, Cassandra looked away from April towards the end on the path, seeing all the guests standing up, all attention directed towards a single way. She held her breath, catching sight of the bride.She had often fantasized about how beautiful she would look in a wedding dress but none came close to what laid before her eyes. She was simply magnificent. She wore a long dress with long sleeves, covering her arms with delicate lace, a white veil trailing behind her as she slowly took those elegant steps, walking down the aisle, her arm entwined with her father’s. Her golden blonde hair was partially tied on one side with a sapphire hair clip, matching the blue of her eyes, letting the wavy strands fall on one side. Her heart pounded in her chest, as she step by step, came closer to her. As soon as Selena looked up, her eyes locked with the doctor’s and a smile slowly appeared on
Extra Scene(Because why not!!) Wedding Reception Megan raised her glass of brandy to her lips, taking a sip as she watched Cassandra and Selena, swaying elegantly across the dance floor on that slow love song. All eyes were on them, as they were having their first dance. She smiled to herself. They looked so stunning together. Seeing them like that, so lost in each other… it made her rethink about her own ideals on love. “You think we’ll ever have something as beautiful as that, Cat?” Cattleya glanced at her, letting out a small chuckle, “Who knows... Maybe someday I’ll get a chance to see you in a wedding suit… Mmh, if only you’d allow your dates more than a silly one-night stand. It’s a shame... really.” Megan snorted, playfully elbowing her, “Well, at leastIdon’t have a string of exigent lovers.” Cattley
“Hey, are you even been listening to me?” Nicholas scowled at her, realizing he had been talking to his sister since fifteen minutes and she hasn’t even paid attention. He noticed how she had been constantly glancing at her phone to check the time and he was bothered, “Do you have somewhere to go?” She froze. An hour was nearly over now and it was all nerve wracking, knowing that she could have the best damn time in her life if she just took a simple step instead of remaining here with her pesky brother. She bit her lower lips, “I… I have to go to the bathroom.” He arched an eyebrow, “Again? Didn’t you just go to the bathroom like ten minutes ago?!” She glared at him, “Don’t ask stupid questions, Nick. Why don’t you go mingle like mom and dad are doing instead of boring me to death?” He grimaced, &ldqu
“Ms. Kir! You’re here!?” Sitting on an antique velvet chair, a thin white cigarette in one hand, wine in the other, Cattleya watched in amusement as the woman reddened. She flashed her a seductive smile, exhaling the smoke from her lips, “Shouldn’t I be, love?” She swallowed hard, seeing how her arresting green eyes raked her body. She closed her eyes, biting her lips hard, unable to focus as Megan mashed their mouth together. It felt too good. Her other hand descended down her body, playing with the hem of her panties. She tugged it up firmly and she felt that pressure against her crotch. Megan whispered, licking her earlobe, her eyes twinkling mischievously towards Cattleya, “Ask her if she likes what she sees.” She moaned in protest and immediately regretted as the palm landed on her ass, smacking her hard.
Cattleya lit another cigarette, leaned against the balcony, passively watching the party beneath. Some guests were still dancing, clearly drunk. Others were mostly chatting. It was rather calm now with most of the them having already head home. Her eyes searched for her good friend and she chuckled, seeing how April suddenly smeared fondant on Cassandra’s cheek, her adorable mocking laugh nearly drowned the sound of the music. Cassandra grimaced, extending her hands as if to capture her and the little girl went running for safety towards her grandfather who welcomed her in his arms. She then saw Selena walked to her, waving a handkerchief in her hand. She plopped down on her laps, raising the cloth to her cheek to wipe the fondant and instead she leaned forward, deviously licking it off with her tongue. She then laughed when Cassandra scowled at her and they ended up kissing, not giving a care to the guests who were stealin
The sky-blue canvas blotted out the rest of the art like an ocean tide. People floated around it, their eyes drawn irresistibly to its depths. It was so captivating that they forgot about the other artworks in the room. The six-foot tall painting was a beautiful mess of colors, and they couldn't help but get lost in it. As she listened, she couldn't help but wonder what the crowd thought of it. “It's strange!” “I could do so much better, ugh.” “Instagrammable, oh my. Babe, let's snap a selfie with that!” She sighed, regretting not covering her ears. As terrifying as that was, she had a long way to go before receiving professional criticisms from actual art critics. She supposed she would have to get by with the guests for the time being. She listened attentively. Some described the painting as abstract and modern. Others expressed their displeasure at their inability to grasp what it was trying to convey. For herself, she saw it as a chance to establish a name and gain popularity.
At the glimpse of the sunlight, Selena awoke slowly, her back pressed to his bare chest, her arms holding him tightly to her. These past nine days have been the most mesmerizing time in her life. They went shopping, to amusement parks, to the beach, to movie theatres and did everything a couple could do together.She should have been ecstatic but as the days went, she realized it started looking superficial. She wasn’t a fool. This was too sketchy. He did so hard to please her to a point that she began questioning it all. There was not a single flaw in him and everything she asked for, he would give it to her without even questioning her. She should be feeling cared for but somehow, it felt suffocating, as if she barely had space to breathe.His mouth touched her shoulder and he started lingering kisses up her neck. There he started again. “Mmm, Jason. Stop…” “Tell me what you want.” “You.” His hand caressed her slender waist, dipping across her stomach, lower as he squeezed her thig
Selena checked her watch constantly and then looked at the building where Jason was. She pursed her lips. 18:05. He should already be out right now. She spotted him and she exclaimed, “That’s him. The guy wearing that sexy white shirt.” The taxi driver gave her a conspicuous look as if he was judging her but right now, she didn’t care. She was focused. She was a spy. She would not let guilt get to her. She watched Jason getting in his car and she commanded, banging her fist against the driver’s seat, “Come on! Follow that car!” “Alright... alright! No need to get excited.” The man muttered as he started the engine. He was going to charge her additionally for making him wait that long. Was she being paranoid to doubt him? She tightened her grip on the car seat, the taxi driver occasionally asking her if that was what she really wanted to do. She knew it wasn’t right. But… what if that ‘doc’ was not a colleague but an actual doctor? What if he was hiding a deadly illness from her a