Happy never after

On the wedding day, things went very wrong from the start.

His mother was an arrogant person trying to diminishing me regarding my origins.

Because that scene at Saint Mary Hotel was all on the news, media started digging into my life and spreading all kinds of stories.

“I don’t understand how my son, a successful man, would marry an unknown woman. He had always been with actresses, singers and models. Women who had a name.” She said as Mrs Marble helped me get into the dress.

Mrs Marble shook her head slightly as she looked at me. Maybe my face reflected how bloodthirsty I was.

I kept my mouth shut in order to end this conversation faster but the shitty lady wouldn’t allow.

“Sorry, but I just can stay here watching my son as he destroy his life, his reputation” she said, sitting comfortably on the armchair in my room, not moving a finger.

“It’s not personal, I hope you understand what my worries are, I need to get him out of this”

“Please, do it, Mrs Montgomery. I think you should be talking to him about this. I understand your heart so please, go to your son and tell him about the mistake he is about to make.”

“You don’t love him, then?” This told me she didn’t know about the contract so now I could start acting.

“We’re madly in love but I understand we can’t go through this without your approval. I know this wedding happened really fast and Mrs Montgomery and I didn’t get the chance to know each other before. I believe that’s why this is causing you so much worry and pain. I don’t wish to hurt such a beautiful mother and son relationship.” I hide my face in my hands and let out a painful sigh. “I’m begging,” I kneeled, reaching for her hand “ let us get married and I promise I’ll make your son the happiest man on earth”

She gasped and kept her mouth shut.

Mrs Marble helped me stood and everything was settled.

All was prepared in the backyard.

Mr Marble walked me on the white carpet all the way to Mr Montgomery, waiting at the altar.

He grabbed my hand as Mrs Marble left to sit near his mother. As their housekeeper for ages, she was meant to be their right hand, that’s why she was trusted to take me at the altar and deserved a place in the audience.

Tears of joy were rolling down her face and I felt bad for deceiving Mrs Marble, but the devil doesn’t bargain and it seemed this secret would be buried with both of us and the lawyer who mediates this contract.

We exchanged votes and he gave a speech about how grateful he was to be able to marry the woman of his dreams. Such a good actor, I almost believed his words myself, but I knew better. Hollywood was clearly losing this talent.

He threaded the truth with lies and such a great love story came to life. Some people in the audience were touched by such fairytale.

I managed to smile and talk as less as I could so anxiety wouldn’t get the best of me.

“Your accent is very peculiar, isn’t it, Mrs Montgomery? Where are you from?” Asked a young woman, I found earlier she was the Collins daughter.

I felt her a silver of venom in her voice so I tried to ignore her sneer and answered nicely.

“Oh, Ms Collins, so nice someone noticed! I’m from a small town” I laughed “Mr Montgomery always pointed it as cute! I truly believe that’s why he fell in love with me!” I said without thinking of how I was addressing my him, my husband, and I realized a little too late.

“Mr Montgomery? Now, that’s a strange way to address the love of your life, Mrs Montgomery, isn’t it?” This little bitch…

I was sweating cold not knowing how to handle the conversation when Mr Montgomery approached.

“How are you, Martha?” He talked to her, touching the end of my back. The touch made me straighten like a fork as we lacked intimacy.

“I’m feeling great, Dylan” she looked me in the eyes with a mean smile on her face as she addressed to him by his first name “I wanted to thank both of you for the invitation” she smiles looking at him.

“D-Dylan?” I tried and my voice cracked but I manage to get his attention “May I have a word with you?”

“Of course, my love” he said as he pulled me to him and kissed the side of my head in a very intimate way. I froze for half a second and I know he felt it when he grabbed my waist firmly.

As soon we set foot in the house, I guide him at a fast pace to my room so we can talk about how I almost fucked it all with Martha Collins.

I locked my door as soon as we were in.

“What happened?”

“I called you Mr Montgomery in front of Mrs Collins and she questioned me. I don’t think I can handle this any better”

“Even if you kept your mouth shut, she would question you. You flinch every time I touch you”

“It’s… I’m having a hard time wrapping myself up in all of this! I’m so not used to physical contact and all of this seems like a dream, I don’t know… I’m just scared I screw everything up”

“We’ll have to change that, then” he stated at me briefly before gabbing my hand and pull me against his chest.

I tried to avoid eye contact but his hand in my neck made me lift my head on instinct.

As our eyes locked, he brought himself down and brushed my lips with his.

And in a brief instant he was kissing me like he would die if he didn’t.