My Wedding

TERRA'S POV:

3 MONTHS LATER:

My Wedding:

"They will get married tomorrow. The gown is set, invites have been sent out, Ross will be back soon, the event is prepared and the media will be there as well. It will be perfect."

I watched as Grandpa Philip, Ross' mum, and their assistants, event planners, and staff discussed among each other. I sat there just listening without actual hearing. It didn't matter, I had made a promise to my grandfather to get married to Ross so I would do that, because the thought of my grandfather not resting peacefully just because of my selfishness didn't sit well with me.

As they continued to discuss, oftentimes calling my attention to a detail, I would force a smile and just nod in agreement. I noticed Mrs Anderson, Ross'mother, had been quite strange since I had arrived. She had been cold and though I vaguely remember our encounters, I didn't feel she had ever been this way. She barely spoke to me and when she did, it felt perfunctory.

"Are you okay, Terra?" Grandpa Philip asked and I simply nodded with a smile on my face.

Every Time I hear that question, I just feel my heart getting heavy. It felt so unreal that I would never get to hug, have a dialogue with my grandfather ever again. Evelyn had been next to me, taking care of me and being a shoulder to cry on.

"Alright, see you tomorrow. Congratulations soon to be Mrs Anderson." The event planner was so jovial and energetic, said to me as she and the others exited out of the sitting room with Mrs Anderson following behind them.

"You know you can always talk to me, Terra. Whenever and whatever you need, I'm just a call away." He spoke with sincerity in his eyes.

"Thank you." He nodded standing up and I did the same before hugging him. 

After we shared a hug, the doors to the entrance bursted wide open and the whiff of woody cologne I had caught at my grandfather's funeral ceremony followed the man who had just stepped in. My eyes that were blurry with tears blinked away in order to see properly, the man who I was certain was Ross walked towards me in a clean black suit and a black well-polished suit. He was literally the most handsome man I had ever seen, his gray eyes which I had rarely seen on anybody was so attractive but as he stared at me his eyes nor his face held no emotions. 

"Hey Grandpa." He greeted but his gaze was on me, staring at me with an unreadable expression.

"What's up Grandson? I doubt you have met Terra yet and likewise. Terra, this is my handsome grandson, Ross. Ross, Tera. I will leave you two to get acquainted." Grandpa Philips gave Ross a pat on the back, walking out of the room.

As soon as we were alone, I smiled small, waiting for him to say something but nothing came. He just gave me an overlook and left the whole sitting room, leaving me standing there while I watched his retreating figure.

Is this the person Grandpa will ensure my happiness and safety?

WEDDING DAY:

I was now alone in the dressing room after getting glammed up and I just kept staring at my gown in amazement. I felt like a beautiful Disney princess, I just teared up looking at myself. I missed him. I secretly hoped that this marriage would indeed bring me happiness in the midst of the chaos and sadness going on in my head. 

"Are you ready?"

No one better than Grandpa Philip was there to walk me down the aisle. He looked about ten years younger in his white suit and though he was bald, he seemed to have cut out extra hair.

"Yes."

As he led me down the aisle, with a bunch of people I didn't know staring at me and the violin softly playing in the background. I smiled brightly when I made contact with a familiar face, Evelyn, who looked gorgeous in her pink gown with petal patterns printed on the gown and she stood next to her boyfriend, as I loved to describe him, her betrothed. Her eyes watered as she stared at me with admiration, walking further I looked at Ross' mom looking at me Judyly talking to a lady who seemed around my age bracket. 

I tensed up feeling like everyone was judging me rather than adoring me as I had thought. Grandpa Philip must have noticed, as he turned towards me.

"Ross might be a little cold, uptight and rude sometimes and things might not always be smooth sailing but I assure you, as time goes on his hard exterior will crumble and he will just be the loving man you need." I nodded at his words, but when I stared far ahead seeing Ross in his white suit which suited him perfectly, he had a look on his face that I couldn't just read and I hated that. His gray eyes burned through my soul and it made me feel uncomfortable. 

"Thank you." I said to him as we finally arrived at the altar which he handed me to Ross. I smiled awkwardly as he held my head and the officiating priest began.

After exchanging rings and repeating after the priest the vows, the part of a wedding I had totally forgot approached as the priest said,

"You may now kiss the bride."

My heart race picked up and I finally looked into Ross's eyes for the first time since I arrived at the altar. His eyes were on me and he moved closer to me and I just shut my eyes tight waiting for him to just reject me or whatever.

I was baffled when I felt his lips on mine, and as we shared a kiss I could have sworn I felt a spark and I am certain he felt the same as he pulled away looking at me with a puzzled expression. 

"I now pronounce you Husband and wife." The crowd went into a fits of applause and Ross and I turned to the crowd who was clapping and celebrating us.

I smiled brightly as at this exact moment I felt nothing but pure happiness. I strongly believe that as we shared the kiss, it meant we were indeed meant for each other and we were going to leave happily ever after.

Right?