Chapter 4

There is a large full-length mirror in the room. I sneak a look at my reflection in it and the question rises in my blank mind. MY INNER VOICE ASKED ME, Who am I? A bride, A Escort, An object, Or someone's Purchased need or what? 

MOM WHY AM I'M HERE WHERE I'M NOT BELONG? EVEN I DON'T KNOW WHERE IM.

Why is my life so cruel? Why? Sometimes I become an orphan, sometimes become a servant for someone, sometimes become a victim of someone's lust.  Even after this, God did not feel sorry for me, so today I became someone's Purchased!

I think I don't do anything except see myself in the Mirror Helplessly, I see how I'm looking, A face, big round deep ocean Blue eyes and a cute button-like nose which have no emotions. Fragile figure I feel I'm just like my Mom. I still looked like a teenager though I have turned 18 in the last few months. I'm a teenager who is lost, lifeless, Miserable. who has no hope or Ray of desire, I don't know what will happen in my life. I have no one who gives me support emotionally, physically or mentally. I have no one. No one here to ask me how are you dear? Mom: Nobody cares about me. Nobody asked me about my emotions and choice. Does nobody care what I want? Everybody only uses me as they want. Emotionally, physically, mentally.  I feel I'm in a hell where everyone only snatched my body like I'm a rugged doll who creates to release human frustration. Here Everyone wants to destroy me, crush me under their feet. 

This feeling is so depressing and suffocating. But my misery did not end here, in fact, I became the girl who purchased it to be a wife. A contract wife. I was shattered into millions of pieces when I heard about it. But here also I have no choice rather ept.

Every man is attracted to my body, From the outside. They said My body is as perfect as crystal but no one knows how many wounds are hidden under my thin clothes. I'm hiding the Purple ribs and the flower that blooms over my legs on the skin as fair as mine. It is easier to spot them. But with makeup, I can cover all of them up. No problem nevertheless. The marks are still there and I can feel the pain with each breath the butterflies turn into heavy Knots that are used inside my stomach and my hands doing with sweat. I have no words to say so I always quit. I am completely flooded with emotions and jumble together anger, fear, sadness.

Today is the day I say. I stare at myself in the mirror. I find a Pale girl in a wedding dress staring back at me for a moment as a sign of expression leaves my lip. The dress and wearing saree doubt is beautiful and beyond my reach. But I am the one who doesn't fit to be in a dress like this. What a shame!

The dress is all white deep v-neck, long see-through sleeves and backless. exposed that part which needed to be covered the most: my pain My scars, my grief.

After that dress, I wore the veil on my head and kept it in that way the entire time until the ceremony was over and the dress reached my ankle and I glanced down. I am holding a beautiful crystal pin in my hand. I feel like I have been holding onto it since forever.    my mom's pin. She was wearing this when she was married to my father. It's the only sign I have left of her now. It's my turn to wear it on my big day.

"Beautiful!" someone says. When I turned around, I found a bridesmaid greeting me with her beautiful smile. She looked at one and confirmed my look. I think she was satisfied with her work peeking over my shoulder, I was staring down at a dazing material and I felt somewhere I connected with my mother. I smile battling back tears as I recall all the little things that I can think of about her. She was here with me. "May i" she reached out her hands toward me,

I shook my head and gave my permission.

"Hey dear, I'm your bridesmaid." She said softly. She came towards me and scanned. "Hey Dear, what is in your hand." She pointed at my pin. "This is so beautiful just like you, give me the pin I will fix it in your hair." I gave her a tight smile on my face and She gently fixed the pin in my hair.

Finishing touch I feel her sliding the pin above my bun using it to keep my veil in place. I love how she puts my hair in a Messy bun updo and "You are done." She announced while grinning with amazement at her work of art admiring what I saw in the mirror. I beam at her. I gave her a tight and satisfactory small smile as Thanks.

She grabbed the white and pink rose bunches and handed them to me. "Your  Smiles tell me that you like my work." She said softly "Ma'am you please wait here for some time, I will be outside if you need me just press the ring." She said and left the room.

After an hour t, I was going outside to finish my so-called marriage and again caged myself for one year.

Oh my, I am taken out to a room where I will be singing and sitting on all the marriage documents including the marriage licence and Meet My One-year attract Husband.

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AUTHOR'S POV :

Abril lifted her eyes to look at the people there. There were almost 25 people but no one looked familiar. She didn't think they were here to attend the wedding. They were suited in the same black suit and looked more like some security guards. After that night she was broken and listed all her hopes. She thinks her husband is an old man who wants some excitement in his old boring life that’s why he wants to get married to her, but then she looked at the man who was patiently waiting for her and she was shocked and had no words. A terror ran into her body.

The Man was beyond the beauty and attraction. He looks like a Greek God. Perfect height, King-like personality, perfect nose, sharp jawline, Muscular body which is enough to create a Royal aura of him, his cold emotionless eyes like a sharp sword. His body, Expensive wearing, ice white crystal clear skin he looks like a Hot model or Such a throbbing star that you can see but cannot touch it in front of his eyes.

 Those handsome men wearing a Tux were doing nothing but looking at her. He had her gaze for a few seconds, but then she realised that nothing about the setting looked like it was a Ca a contract marriage and this thought made her a little unsettled. Why did he choose me? This question is chanting Abril's mind again and again which makes her breathless. She walked on the aisle looking down, but she could feel his burning gaze on r all the time. Abril thinks that she dre but was unable to recall. 

On the other side, he watches her coming into his life. She is just like an angel. Who is pure and untouched? She looks like a water bubble that bursts in a single touch. She is as delicate as a flower and as innocent as a newborn child. How I protect her with me. How do I handle her? God knows But I  with all evil eyes who raise on her. Only Her presence was enough to control his anger, his uncontrollable beast or s roller coaster emotion with her one eye. He finds that She is the one who can enter his life. what he was feeling for this Crystal Eye was all too familiar, but this time he was gonna play this game with his brain. He will never let her know that she has control over him. He will keep this girl hidden from the world. So her innocent, and scared heart is never tainted with greed. He will never let her have a life of her own. He will never trust her. This time He will cage her to never let go. if she cannot love him. It's fine, but he would not let her love anyone else.

the moment Abril was standing beside him. He gave his full attention to the priest ahead. The priest was already to start with the ceremony. He feels his body not listening to him.

The priest started with his announcement for what they gathered here. after being done with his 15-minute long speech on the importance and purity of the wedding. He asked the bride first.

"Miss Abril. Do you take Richard Moreno as your lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward for better or for worse, for richer or poor, in sickness and in health to love and cherish until death Do your part?"

Abril's brain was stuck on one side.  His name is Richerd Moreno, she never thought after she met him that she only wanted to run from here and hide her from all the world. Tear in her eyes and terror in her body how she stands there only she knows. 

She heard what he said and she thought, `` Why did he say I will fulfil this marriage lifetime rather than a contract marriage?'' but then a sigh of relief escaped her mouth. It was a sign that it was a true wedding. So the moment the priest completed his sentence. She only took a second and then moved her head