AT HER SUPPOSED WEDDING

Alessia had been roaming around the earth for the past three days, walking in different places that seemed familiar but not recognisable. She couldn't even remember anything about what had happened in the past.

Surprisingly, she found herself in a large compound that had several luxurious cars assembled. She looked up to see a very large building and judging from the inscriptions on it, it was obviously a church.

Her legs moved on their own and she found herself, entering the building. There were echoes of music playing in the background and the preachings of the priest dominated the atmosphere.

Walking in, her eyes landed on a man dressed in a suit, he looked in her direction and then their eyes met. She made him mutter a word in greeting but he looked away immediately.

With a shrug she took a step forward and judging from the activities going on there, it was clearly obvious that a wedding was being conducted.

“A wedding?” she batted her lashes, walking fully into the large auditorium. Unlike others who were cladded in ceremonial wear, she was just in a simple blue jumpsuit and a pair of white fluffy slippers – the clothing she was cladded in the day she died.

“Pretty" she chuckled, scanning her eyes around for a place to sit and her eyes caught one in the front row.

“Can I sit here please or someone else has the seat already?” she asked the middle aged woman sitting right beside the empty chair but surprisingly, the woman didn't reply or turn to her, her eyes remained fixed on the priest and groom at the altar.

“Madam?” she called again but still, the lady didn't reply and she rolled her eyes, sitting down immediately.

Soon the bride was called in and out of curiosity to see how the bride looked, she stood up alongside the audience, clapping her hands too .

Almost immediately, Jenna walked in, cladded in a beautiful white ball gown and silver stiletto heels.

   “Wow” Alessia smiled broadly, slowly raising her eyes to the bride's face.

Like she was electrocuted, she froze in shock on seeing the bride's face. Even with the veil covering her face, she could clearly see the face; besides, she was seated right beside the space that seemed as the path to the altar.

“That's… that's me” she gasped with widened eyes. Slowly, Jenna got to her side and she stretched her hands forth, intending to touch her but surprisingly she couldn't feel anything.

“Huh?” she voiced in surprise, staring at her pink palms and made to touch her again but still, she couldn't.

“What's going on?” she mumbled with heavy breaths and widened eyes watching as Jenna walked to the altar. She left the spot she was standing, walking towards the altar but before she could get there, something stopped her in her tracks….

Her shock multiplied and her eyes widened more broadly, the bridesmaids were passing through her! Walking freely without demanding to be excused…

“Can someone tell me what's going on!” she screamed, expecting to see all eyes turn to her for disrupting the wedding mood but surprisingly, nothing happened. Everything went on normally and it was one she didn't even make a sound…

She felt her heart skip a beat. First it was the woman who gave her no reply..

Then seeing her lookalike as the bride…

Then not able to touch anyone…

Her unheard scream..

And now, watching people pass through her..

She felt so weak at the thoughts of the strange happenings and with heavy breaths, she stretched her hand to grab the chair, intending to hold it for support but surprisingly, she couldn't feel herself holding anything, instead, she was folding her fists.

“No.. Why am I different?” she cried.

“Alessia Dion, do you agree to wed Bryan Finn as your lawful husband?” The priest's words attracted her attention and she diverted her attention to the altar, witnessing the vow.

“Yes, I do,” she heard the lady say.

“Alessia Dion?” Alessia mumbled under her breath, furrowing her brows.

  “Why does that name ring a bell?” she said further, blinking repeatedly.

“Bryan Finn, do you agree to take Alessia Dion as your lawfully wedded wife?” The priest said, turning to Bryan. Alessia stared at the handsome man with a blank expression, he wasn't anything close to being familiar but she felt somehow drawn to him. 

“Yes, I really do” The man replied and proceeded to slip a ring into Jenna's hands. Alessia found herself running towards the altar.

“Who are you and why do you have my face?” she raised her voice, referring to Jenna but she wasn't even looking in her direction, her gaze was glued to Bryan all through.

“I'm talking to you!” she screamed again, hoping she was now audible but still, Jenna's gaze remained on Bryan as he slipped the ring into her ring finger.

“I need your response!” Alessia screamed again, this time, a tear dropped from her hands before she could realize. She didn't even know why she released a tear.

“Respond!” she said again but instead of obeying her words, the couples hugged and she stood, watching in surprise.

No one was hearing her!

No one was paying attention to her!

Her screams were useless!

Everything was terribly strange!!!

Without moving away from the altar side, she bent slowly, releasing the tears that were at the entrance of her eyes. The wedding went on normally and in fact, no one told her to leave the stage, meaning she wasn't noticed.

Jenna and Bryan disengaged from the hug and she stood up, staring at Jenna again.

“Can you tell me why you all are ignoring me?” she cried but Jenna wasn't even hearing anything.

“You may now share your first intimacy” The priest's words echoed in Alessia's ears and she blinked, watching as Bryan unveiled Jenna.

Alessia's breathing became more intense, she was right, the bride looked exactly like her!!

“Guess I need a proper confirmation” she breathed and ran to the altar, checking her face out. It was exactly like the bride's.

Infact, every of their features were the same, right from the crown of their head to the sole of their feet!..

She turned back to Jenna intending to say something again but she stopped on seeing Bryan smashing his lips on hers. Sharing intimacy as the priest had permitted.

Alessia still didn't know why she was having a heartache, not like the wedding seemed to be her business but every of the couples actions increased her heartache.

Her tears fell freely and almost immediately, she felt a touch on her left shoulder. Her eyes widened as she stared at nothing in particular, feeling the presence of someone at

her back. 

She gasped and her words came out with heavy breaths.…

“Someone finally noticed me?...”