Andrea's father, dressed in a simple suit, tried to maintain his composure as he took a chair in the large table of the lavish surrounding. Her mother, visibly nervous, clutches her handbag tightly, while her younger brother gazes wide-eyed at the splendor before him and how empty everywhere had been, looking as if the whole place had been rented out for the occasion. "Finally decided to show up" Niklas sneered, not bothering to hide his disdain as he looked at his wrist watch."I was beginning to think that you got lost" he added.Andrea's cheeks flushed but she held her hand high determined not to act bothered by his taunts."We're here now" she replied evenly, keeping her voice steady despite the nervousness she felt inside her. "So, you're the family we've heard so much about." Claudia said, letting out a derisive chuckle. "An aspiring actress and a factory worker. Quite the humble background." " She's not the factory worker mother. Her father is. I told you she was a part ti
As Claudia walked out to the front of the hotel, her face remained a mask of calm composure. Inside, however, a storm of emotions brewed. She felt humiliated and angry at being rebuked so openly by Mrs. Eduardo. Her carefully superiority had been shattered in front of the lowlifes. She stood stiffly by the entrance, her daughter close by her side, and fished her phone out of her bag to call someone as she waited for her driver. "Go through with the Plan B. Plan A just failed" she muttered and ended the call. As she waited, she replayed the scene in her mind, her anger growing with each recollection. How dare they humiliate her in such a manner, reminding her of her past failures? Her marriages had ended badly, true, but she still had strategic moves she could use to secure a future at the peak for her son. The driver arrived, but before getting in, she turned to her daughter with a steely gaze. "Remember this, never let anyone make you feel less than what you are. They may have
Andrea paused at the doorway, her heart sinking as she heard her father's angry voice echoing through the house. "I can't let my daughter marry into that family. Didn't you see how they were? Their father didn't even come, he didn't find us Worthy of his time and you're still trying to convince me to let Andrea marry their son?? You disappoint me!" Her mother responded "You're not being fair. You know why Mr. Eduardo couldn't come—he's ill. Mrs. Eduardo was welcoming and would be a good mother in-law to Andre. It's only Claudia who caused trouble." " Hear yourself Maria. Marriage is a sacred sacrament. I can't let my daughter enter one that would break her later. Only Claudia?" He continued. "Did you hear the things she said? She's a part of that family, and she showed exactly what they think of us. They think we're beneath them!" His voice was loud, echoing with his indignation. Andrea's legs could not move, she knew the argument would not end anytime soon and that her step moth
Andrea Eduardo looked at the white gown she was wearing and a tear dripped down her eyes. Only a few minutes remained before she'd walk down the aisle to the altar so as to be wedded to Niklas Eduardo, the true owner of the surname, Eduardo. Raising the overflowing gown with it's intricately beaded designs as much as she could, she walked over to the window of the dressing room she was in. She stole a stare out of the glasses and saw her mother. She looked out again and saw her, she was smiling and wore clothings that worth millions. Clothing's that even in years to come, she was not sure she would be able to afford buying for her. This was the dream she had planned and promised her family but now , someone else was fulfilling it instead of her. A girl came to the room to inform her that it was the time for her to arrive at the altar. Heaving a sigh, she went . The venue was designed by a perfectionist, she could tell because there was no way a normal person would achieve
The priest, standing under a canopy of flowers, began the ceremony with solemnity as Andrea and Niklas reached and stood opposite, facing each other in front of him. His voice echoed through the hall, reciting the traditional vows. The flower girls and boys performed their roles flawlessly as if they had been trained before hand, adding to the picture-perfect scene that felt hollow to the couple. The priest began,"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Andrea and Niklas in holy matrimony. This is a day of great joy and celebration." The words seemed to hang in the air, unacknowledged by the couple. Andrea’s mind wandered to her past, to her lost love and the dreams she once held, her plans for the future as well as how she sought to become the best known actress. Niklas, on the other hand, was mentally plotting his next move in the business world, his heart hardened by years of ambition and bitterness. "Do you, Niklas Eduardo, take Andrea to be your l
"Make yourself at home Andrea, or should I say, daughter in-law" Mrs Eduardo said and laughed so loudly, making her son look at her , wondering if she had run mad with the way she was laughing because he got married." Of course mother" Andrea said, smiling and bowing to the woman, reciprocating the new name she had to call her." Aigoooooo" she coed loudly, holding her mouth while smiling like a teenage girl blushing at the flirting skills of a younger lover." I've arranged everything you'd need, if you are to need anything else, don't forget to call my attention or that of the maids" she said to her again, noticing her son who was leaving to the room, tired from hearing the cringe he felt from listening to their conversations."And oh my son" she said and brought her lips close to her ears, wanting to whisper something to her."He was born a strong kid, I hope you're strong and ready, I don't know how strong he'd do you down there" she whispered and immediately held her lips again,
Andrea was left standing and watching, waiting to see if there was anyone else coming to give her a piece of their minds and reminding her about her place as a country bumpkin but no one seemed to come, except for the little girl she had seen earlier. " My mother and her mother are always like that to everyone. Don't take it to heart and think it's only you they're mean to" the girl said, making her face expressionless as possible, not wanting to betray that she worried for her. " Ohh, thank you for the heads-up" Andrea muttered and gave the girl a thumbs up with her two hands. " What does that mean? Is that what they do at your province?" She asked, curious and irritated at the same time that she was conversing for long with the new lady of the house. "It means that we're good and that I'm happy you're caring for me and I want us to be friends" Andrea went on the explain to the girl who seemed never to have seen anyone doing a thumbs up before. " I don't want to be your friend.
"What are you wearing?" Niklas demanded from her as she came out of the dressing room, walking into the grand room that served as both the parlour and the bedroom.She looked at the pink night wear she wore and stared at him, finding out that he was wearing the exact same designs, but in the blue colour."Mother!!!" He said beneath his breath and walked up where she was."Who gave it to you?" He asked and she immediately told him where she had found it in.He began walking towards the dressing room and she followed, fearing that she might have annoyed him in a way a submissive wife was not to.He opened his wardrobe and screamed in horror, half of his clothes had been replaced.He turned and opened hers and screamed his mother's name again, as he saw that the clothes that were in her wardrobe were all the female designs for the new clothes and suits that were in his wardrobe.Even his night wear had been changed and he had worn it thinking it was his cleaner that had replaced his old