Anastasia POV:A whole week passed but I never heard from Ryan. Although I tried to figure out his whereabouts from Zayn, he only told me that he is busy in Boston. Furthermore, only 2 weeks were left till our wedding and my fiancée was nowhere to be seen."What if he changed his mind?" I whispered to myself and came to stand at the balcony in my room. 'He never wanted to marry me in the first place.' My insecurities started to engulf me and my hand immediately went to touch my belly. "Baby, what will I do?" I sniffed hard and tried to not crumble down. Since the time of our wedding is approaching, he must be getting wedding jitters. Me and my baby are nothing but a leash around his neck and he must want to escape from it. My heart shattered so hard that even I could hear the sound of it and I was torn apart because I thought that this wedding might work. But I guess, I was being delusional. I sighed and wiped the corner of my eyes. "I am so sorry for being such an incompetent mothe
Anastasia POV:I signed up for a yoga class which is for pregnant women. However, when I went there, I found that all the husbands were also there, helping their wives. It was only me who came alone.I nervously bit my lip and glanced at my surroundings. But what I got was a few pity stares and the smiles of sympathy. I know what they mean. They must be thinking that I am a single mother. "Ana, it is great to have you here." The instructor suddenly said to me, I smiled forcefully. "Didn't your husband come with you?" She inquired. "Actually, he is busy with work." I told her half truth and half lie. Yes, there is no doubt that Ryan isn't busy with work but I never informed him about this either. "What kind of a man is he? Shouldn't he make time for his wife and the baby?" A woman who was on my right side chimed in. It aggravated me but I let go of it. "Yes, his wife should be his first priority." Another one added. This time, I couldn't stay quiet, "I am his priority. You want me
Ryan POV:I sipped whisky from the glass and glanced at Zayn who has been staring at me for a while now. His judgemental eyes were making me anxious. "What is it, freak?" I rolled my eyes and tried to divert my attention but it was impossible. "You got such a horny a**, bro. I can't believe that you left in the middle of the meeting just to do yoga with her." He pinched his nose bridge as he said. "Shut it." I growled. "And it didn't hurt to wait for a few minutes." "Few minutes?" He was out of words, "It was more than an hour." Zayn exhaled loudly, "You are so whipped for her. Damn!! You love her." He punched my upper arm. "I don't, okay?" I defended myself although I also don't know what these emotions mean. Whenever she is with me, I don't want the time to end. I want to listen to her. It doesn't matter if she is complaining about her day or frustrated because of all those goddamn hormones. But everything seems perfect. It fits flawlessly. "Yeah, yeah. Go and deny all you want
Anastasia POV: I don't get why Beth has to arrange a bachelorette party for me. I can't drink, I can't eat raw food and what's with the strippers? Wouldn't it be weird to get a lap dance with a child in my tummy? Damn! Just the thought of it making me cringe. I decided on the bottle green dress. It had stones embroidered on the blouse while there was a long slit on the right leg. It was long and quite decent and it has been in my wardrobe for a long time but I never got the chance to wear it. After taking a shower and slipping inside the silk dress, I dabbed some makeup on my face and did my hair. Next weekend, I am getting married to Ryan Weaver and this is still unbelievable to me. The sky has already turned dark... Beth said that she will come and pick me up but I denied the offer. So, I asked the driver to take me to the venue instead. I don't know what kind of a place it is. She didn't give me any details. "How long will it take, Steve?" I asked the man because it's been
Anastasia POV: Finally the day which everyone has waited for was here and just like his mother said it was indeed a 'wedding of the century'. I was even impressed. Well, Weavers live up to their reputation. An outdoor venue was selected for the wedding. Since it was autumn, a comforting breeze was blowing while the faint sound of falling leaves was a natural music which everyone loves. On top of that, the sun rays were making it extravagant. However, the glass was covering the area for the main event from the top. So, it also had an indoor vibe. Luxurious tables were placed for the guests and the stage was covered with different types of roses. Everything was beautiful all in all. After checking everything out, I went to the bridal room to get ready. Beth and Sarah helped me with the dress while some of the cousins of Ryan were also here and although it was my first time meeting them, they were really cool. However, a makeup artist came to do our makeup. First, she did Beth's.
Anastasia POV:I stood behind a door. My arm was wrapped around my Dad's. He looked at me with tear filled eyes and smiled, "All I can think of is the time when you were so tiny. You would barely fit into my hands." He kissed my forehead, "Now look at you, getting married." He found it unbelievable. So did I. I blinked away all the tears that were forming in my eyes, "I love you, Dad. I really do." I stared into his eyes, ''And thank you for everything you have done for me. Trust me, there is no Dad like you in the entire world." I sincerely told him. "And thank you for believing in me." No matter what, I have always found him standing by my side. Yes, in the start he would stop me from taking risks and to be honest at those moments, I used to hate him. However, now I understand him. Maybe it is because I am going to be a mother myself... but I know that he did that to protect me, to stop me from getting hurt. He wanted to keep me away from the cold winds of the world. I put my head
Anastasia POV:I was dead tired when we returned to his apartment. Because of the baby and our companies, we decided to skip the honeymoon part. Although our parents were quite mad at us for making this decision. But this is all for good. Our wedding isn't out of love, so I don't think there is a need for a honeymoon. Even though I changed my wedding dress to the reception one, I was still uncomfortable. My whole body was aching badly. I immediately plopped on the couch while Ryan took off his coat and threw it somewhere in the living room. The man really doesn't care about things. The suit he was wearing was even more expensive than my dress. But I had no energy to nag. "Hey, don't sleep here. I have run a bath for you." He patted my shoulder and forced me to open my eyes. I sighed as even taking a bath proved to be a hard task at this moment. "Can't I take it in the morning?" I really wished for him to agree on this. "It will take only 5 minutes and you will feel better." He sai
Anastasia POV: In the morning, when I woke up, I was feeling better but then I remembered how I slept being embraced by him and it made me blush. So, I turned to look at him but he wasn't there. I pouted and went to the bathroom to freshen up. However, after I came out, I found him sitting on the couch in the bedroom. "How are you feeling now?" He asked me instantly. I smiled, "Better." He nodded and got up, "Come on. Let's have breakfast." He held my hand and took me out to the dining table. Martha had already prepared a feast for us. "Good morning, Mrs. Weaver." She greeted me politely. "Good morning. How are you doing, Martha?" I asked her and settled on his right hand side while she served me food. "I am great." She told me. While Ryan quietly poured himself coffee. I was also craving it but it is unfortunate that I can't have it and I felt really guilty to ask Martha to make it for me. That's why, I settled on a warm glass of milk and took a bite of a bagel with it. "