1. Hyacinth

Hyacinth

I felt like my stomach was in tight knots. As the gigantic door from the church opened, the bell rang… a wedding… The dress was tight… but it was perfectly fit. I hesitated to step forward, but the wedding planner gestured for me to go on. I started walking slowly, and in the middle was my father. 

The bastard father that sold me off to save the company. It wasn’t me who was supposed to marry but Rosie. I heard that it was an old man that I was marrying. 

Rosie, my half-sister whom my father cherished so much, ran off. I was dragged by my father’s men to be in this wedding. Here, thinking that I was marrying an old guy… but to my surprise, someone I hadn’t seen in a while was standing in a white suit. I had a glimpse of my father gritting his teeth in a smile. 

“Don’t embarrass me, Hyacinth.” 

My lips pressed, and the pain of being an embarrassment to my father was still there although I should be numb from it. 

“Marrying your former step-brother isn’t that bad. You were closed back then.” My bastard father, Samson Dawson patted my hand. “Marry him, do whatever he wants. It’ll be you who will save the company.” He pulled away and went to the other side as Raven approached me. I stopped walking, momentarily mesmerized by his smile. He was charming as ever. 

My heart shouldn’t fall again. The pain of being betrayed was there. My step-brother… I’m marrying him. I sniffled as I walked directly to my seat, not taking his hand. I don’t care if my father scolds me. I don’t care now. I am used to him beating me with his crane or slapping me… for every single mistake that I never made.

The only mistake was that I had lived. I should’ve taken my life. My miserable useless life. 

A hand reached my hand under the veil. I looked away as the pastor started with his words. 

“Hyacinth,” His voice, was deep sultry. I looked up at those green eyes… mixed with hazel. His smile was charming but I could never fall for that again. I looked away but I felt his eyes on me. 

I said the words… the written vows. I want it to end badly and just put on the ring. He then opened my veil and the pastor announced as wife and man… but whatever bullshit this is. I will never fall for him. 

He reached my chin as she turned my head and his lips landed at the side of mine. 

“Hyacinth, it’s your fault that you didn’t escape with me.” He whispered. My eyes widened as I looked at him. He grinned and kissed my lips. I pressed my lips hard so he wouldn’t be able to kiss me passionately in front of everyone and people that I didn’t know. 

My best friend isn’t even in the wedding. I don’t know who was my bride’s maid. 

“You have to smile at least. This is our first wedding.” Raven’s hand was tightened around my waist as he pulled me closer. I deliberately nudged him hard and he groaned a little but it turned out to be a low sexy groan. Fucking annoying. 

After a few photos, we entered the car… we didn’t speak since he was busy on his phone. I rolled my eyes and sighed many times. Alright, I get it. He was dashing… with jet-black hair. He is tall… he has a light complexion, he has a Grecian nose which I always admired… but it wouldn’t change the fact that he… My former step-brother was an asshole. He was into Rosie… not me. He used me… he probably told Rosie about what we did. 

Just thinking about it made me sick. 

In the reception, it was more like a business opportunity for others. Raven was a star of the night. I even changed into a party dress. Like a wedding mini gown. 

I sat there, staring at the food… but I could never stomach eating. I haven’t eaten anything in a day. Samuel told me not to eat until the wedding was over. I sipped on the water. I feel dizzy. I stood as I slowly headed to the bathroom. The maid of honor that I didn’t know asked me. She led me to the powder room and I locked it from the inside. I reached the sink and threw it out but there was nothing. 

My stomach was in tight knots. My hands are cold. I hold on to the sink tightly and gather myself. I can’t faint here. I washed my hands and dried them. As soon as I headed out, a tight hand grabbed my arm. I nearly got out of balance when my ankle twisted. I looked up at my father. 

“I told you not to embarrass me!” He hissed. “What were you doing just sitting I didn’t like the way you act in the church. 

His hand… I can feel it marking on my skin down to my bones. 

“Father,” A voice called as Samson looked at Raven who was all smiley. Father let me go as Raven approached him and lowered his face to Samuel’s ear. I don’t know what he said but he left, annoyed. 

“Hey,” Raven reached her hand as he kissed the red mark on my left forearm. I pushed him. His kiss disgusted me. He looked hurt but he grinned. He’s probably faking all of it. “Oh, baby…” He pulled her waist. My face hit his chest. No matter what type of heels I wear, I will still look like a child to him since I am petite. 

To my surprise, he reached my chin and kissed my lips. 

“I’m sorry, I neglected you.” His voice was deep… sexy. I shook off the idea as I pushed him. “Don’t be like that. You are my wife now.” He pulled my waist closer to him. Body to body. “I will make sure to fuck you… wait… that turned out wrong. I mean, that I will always make love to my wife…” He exhaled as I felt his nose on my head. “Fuck you… like before. You scream out my name while you orgasm.” He grinned. I pushed him hard now. He’s like a wall that I had stepped back and nearly got out of balance. 

He caught me and pinned me on the wall. Our eyes meet again and this time. It was longer. He still has those beautiful eyes. 

I remember it used to tell me beautiful things. Those eyes were genuine… toward me. But his actions… weren’t. Remembering our past… I had loved him. I hope that I never loved him. If I fall again, I don’t know if I could live again… what if Rosie comes back and claims him? I was just a replacement… a second choice anyway.