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2024-10-29 19:42:56Josephine's POV.
The sun came up quite early today, as I turned to the left side of my bed stretching every part of my body.
Last night I had cried myself to bed. Waking up this morning something is troubling me, my heart is so heavy as though a storm of emotions is raging within, tearing at the seams of my soul.
Ah! Now I remember, Last night I broke up with my true love Max Berkeley. It's as if a part of me is missing, leaving an emptiness that only time can heal.
I got up from my bed, stretched my back, and my eyes met the luxury wedding gown on my dressing table, it was exactly the wedding gown worn by Serena Williams worth $3.5 million.
"This is not happening," I say as I plopped right back into my bed.
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" I wished he could stop ringing that loud bell." My dad said as he held my hand, while I made my way out of the car.
We just arrived at the cathedral, the venue for the wedding.
A wedding that makes me wanna puke.
I looked back and my bridesmaids were behind me holding the long train of the gown.
" Dad! This wasn't necessary." My voice is hoarse.
"Oh you mean the gown, it wasn't me… it's Mr Thwane Clark." He said as his fist clenched as he mentioned his name.
"Dad! Why didn't you refer to him as my husband… I mean after today that is who he is going to be." My voice quaked as I still couldn't believe I was giving up everything at this point.
I still couldn't believe I wouldn't get to complete my studies at MIT, this is just weird.
My life is so messed up right now.
I was jolted out of my thoughts as my father held out a handkerchief towards my face, turns out tears had been dropping from my eyes without my notice.
"Josephine! Listen to me, I will never consider Thwane Clark to be your husband…even after today… I don't know why he decided to change the terms of our agreement… but if anything should happen to you… I will never forgive myself." His head drops down, tears try to well down his eyes but he controls it and daps his eyes dry with the handkerchief.
"And remember, I know this was hard for you to do… but… you did it away…even if you didn't have to do it…Thanks a million."
His voice is feathery, as he touches my cheeks.
"It's nothing, Dad!" I said looking away.
Inside the big cathedral, I could see the faces of many people, many of whom I know and many that I really couldn't tell where I met them.
"Why is she getting married to this mysgnostic?"
" Ah! I pity this young lady…and she really is beautiful and has her life ahead of her."
"She isn't gonna make it out alive."
The voices coming from the background wouldn't help but just make this day worse.
I thought of the lovely moments I could picture to get this noise off my head but nothing came through. I was blank.
"Miss Josephine Oniels, I ask for the 5th time, Do you accept Thwane Clark to be your lawfully wedded husband, till death do you part?"
All of a sudden I realized I was standing at the altar, standing before Mr. Thwane Clark, I had blacked out on the priest.
"Miss Josephine Oniels, are you alright?"
His voice is shaky, he is an old man and I recognize him as the priest who wedded my parents.
"Am alright, can you please come again."
My eyes were dizzy, as I looked into the crowd I could see Max Berkeley.
Could this day get any worse?
"Do you Miss Josephine Oniels take Mr.Thwane Alex to be your lawfully wedded husband, till death do you part."
"I do"
"Do you Thwane Clark take Josephine Oniels to be your lawfully wedded wife, till death do you part."
"I do," his voice Ortund.
Looking at his face, I only saw a monster who goes about exploiting young innocent girls all because he is wealthy.
Mr. Thwane Clark and my dad used to be very good friends, I can still vividly remember a day he came to our house and I was the one who served him bottled water as a little girl.
He and my dad had parted ways as friends the day my dad confronted him about his evil schemes especially towards business and young girls, since that day he never allowed my father anywhere near him.
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It was almost 4.30 pm the wedding had ended, and my true love Max Berkeley had tried to approach me to wish me happiness in my new home and to drop his gift.
Then the worst happened, Thwane Clark on recognizing him to be my boyfriend ordered his henchman to throw him out, and when he refused to leave the venue, he was beaten up.
I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
As I made my way to the bathroom, I overheard two people talking in a room beside the bathroom, I recognised the shadow of the second person to be my dad but the voice of the second person was too silent.
I strained my eyes to see who the second was, just then my hand hit a ceramic vase and it broke giving out a loud noise that alerted my dad and whoever he was talking to.
I ran off immediately to the car park.
It turns out Mr Thwane Clark has been looking for me, his new wife.
The car was an Escalade ESV, getting into the car, I received the greatest shock of my life.
"Where have you been.?
"I went to the bat…."
I couldn't finish those words as I received a headboot alongside a hot slap at once.
My cheeks seethed as though they were burning coals, the heat creeping up my face until it felt like I could fry an egg on my skin.
My hand moved up my face feeling the red lump that had grown on my head, I couldn't help but weep soberly.
Looking up at him with tears in my eyes I couldn't help but ask myself if he was a person or a beast.
He pulls out his Gurkha Royal Courtesan Cigar, his hand moves back to the back seat, suddenly the light of the back seat turns on, revealing two teen girls, one was holding a shotgun, while the other one lights Mr Thwane Clark's cigar.
" Welcome to hell."
Mr Thwane Clark's leg hit his accelerator, as we sped off to wherever his mansion might be.
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