I stood in my room wondering what Julian wanted to tell me and why Kian stopped him, these thoughts raced through my mind when I heard a knock on the door, my heart skipped a beat as I hesitated for a moment wondering who it might be again, but the person standing through the doorway was Martha my mother in law.“Hi Viv” she said her voice firm but not polite “May I come in?” I stepped aside allowing her to enter, and my mind raced with questions, what did she want to discuss? Was it about Kian again ?As she sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes scanned through the entire room, I felt uncomfortable by her presence “How may I help you ma?” I asked politely trying to hide my apprehension Martha's gaze settled on me “I am here to discuss about your marriage with Kian" she said “Dont marry my son, I have been acting weird to you, dont you het any of my actions? It means I dont want you for my son” she said I was taken back by her sudden words “Why?” I asked firmly trying to hide
Mira sat in her dimly lit room, her mind racing with mischief and bloody thoughts. She couldn't believe Kian would still move on to marry Vivian . The thought of it made her blood boil. She had to think of a way to ruin Vivian's joy and make the whole day a sad day.As she pondered, a sly smile spread across her face. She had the perfect idea. Mira's eyes gleamed with malice as she began to plan the "gift" she would give Sophia, one that would taunt her and remind her of that very day. During her thought, she heard a knock on the door it was julian, she tooth a deep breath composing herself before opening the door.“Julian...” she said her voice laid with suprise and annoyance “what are you doing here" she asked and glanced through the corners of the Mansion if nobody was watching them“What is it?” she asked again as she walked towards the bed.A sudden smile showed on Julian’s face “Did you actually slept with Kian? Or it’s all part of your schemes?” He asked Mira’s eyes narrowed,
VIVIANI stood in the room, surrounded by the faint scent of lace and tulle. My heart raced with excitement as I gazed at the exquisite wedding dress hanging before me. The delicate white fabric seemed to shimmer in the soft light, as if beckoning me to wear it.I had already received my wedding dress, a stunning creation that made me feel like a princess. The fitted bodice and flowing skirt seemed designed specifically for me, accentuating my curves and making me feel like a true beauty.As I reached out to touch the intricate embroidery, memories flooded my mind. The proposal, the planning, the countless moments spent dreaming of this day. It was finally here, and I was ready to walk down the aisle and start my new life with the one I loved.With a sigh of happiness, I slipped into the dress, feeling it hug my body like a gentle embrace. The mirror reflected a radiant bride, her eyes sparkling with joy and her heart full of love. I heard a light knock on the door, I could feel it wa
As I stood in front of the mirror, gazing at my reflection, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and joy. Tomorrow was the big day, the day I would marry the love of my life. I felt like a princess, my heart overflowing with happiness.I thought back to the moment we first met, the way my heart skipped a beat when our eyes met. I remembered our first date, our first kiss, and every moment that led us to this point.I felt grateful for the love we shared, the laughter, the adventures, and the memories we had created together. I knew that tomorrow would be a day to remember, a day that would mark the beginning of our new life together.I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of my wedding dress, the sparkle of my engagement ring, and the love in my heart. I was ready to promise forever to the one person who made my life complete.With a smile on my face and a heart full of joy, I whispered to myself, "I'm ready to say 'I do'.""Hey Viv! It's me, Mira.I just wanted to check in
I stood in the doorway, my eyes fixed on my mother-in-law's guilty face. The revelation hit me like a ton of bricks, and I felt my world crashing down around me."You knew," I whispered, my voice trembling with anger and hurt. "You knew about Mira's pregnancy, didn't you?"Martha’s eyes darted away, her gaze avoiding mine. But I saw the truth there, the knowledge that she had been hiding from me all along."You knew, and you still treated me like dirt," I spat, my words laced with venom. "You hated me for no reason, other than the fact that I was the one who didn't know the truth, so this is how you raised your son? This is how you raised Kian?." I shoutedI took a step closer, my heart racing with rage. "You knew that your precious son had gotten another woman pregnant, and you still had the nerve to judge me, to make me feel like I was the one who was wrong, you are no different from Mira, you are just as cunning as she is."My words were met with a stinging slap across my face, the
As I stood in my room, surrounded by the silence and the weight of my doubts, I couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal and hurt. The dress, once a symbol of joy and love, now felt like a suffocating shroud, a reminder of the lies and deception that had torn us apart.I thought back to the moment when I discovered his infidelity, the pain and shock that had left me reeling. And now, on what was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, I was faced with the impossible task of pretending that everything was fine, that I could just forgive and forget.But I couldn't. I couldn't marry a man who had so callously broken my trust, who had shattered my dreams of a future together. I couldn't bear the thought of spending the rest of my life with someone who had so little respect for me, for our relationship, and for the vows we were about to make.With a heavy heart, I knew what I had to do. I took a deep breath, and with a sense of resolve, I made my way out of the room, out of the churc
As I lay in bed, I gazed at the exquisite gown Kian had sent over, its delicate fabric and intricate details a testament to his thoughtfulness. But my eyes welled up with tears as I realized it was now a poignant reminder of a wedding that would never be.I had been so eager to wear it, to feel like a princess on my special day. But now, it seemed like a cruel mockery, a symbol of a dream that had been shattered into a million pieces.I felt a lump form in my throat as I remembered the happiness and excitement I had felt when I first tried it on. I had envisioned myself walking down the aisle, my heart full of joy, my future bright with promise.But it was all just a illusion, a fragile fantasy that had been cruelly snatched away. And now, the beautiful gown seemed like a painful reminder of what could never be.I buried my face in the pillow, the tears flowing freely as I mourned the loss of my dreams, the destruction of my happiness, and the shattered remains of my heart.My mind ra
It was a warm evening when I traveled back to my fathers mansion. As I stepped out of the car and onto the familiar driveway, a mix of emotions swirled within me. The warm evening sun cast a golden glow over the grand mansion, but my heart felt heavy with the weight of memories and tears. I had been away for what felt like an eternity, and the thought of returning home was both comforting and daunting.As I approached the entrance, the door swung open, and my father's warm smile greeted me. His eyes, filled with a deep love and concern, locked onto mine, and I felt a lump form in my throat. I had missed him so much, and the thought of being back in his embrace was almost too much to bear.With a sob, I flung myself into his arms, feeling the safety and warmth of his embrace envelop me. Tears streamed down my face as I held onto him tightly, the pain and struggles of my journey melting away in his loving grasp. My father's arms held me close, his gentle strokes on my hair and back a so