Melissa was frozen, unable to move as her eyes remained on the man in front of her. Her breathing was getting laboured as she felt perspiration drip down her face. How had she not known all this while? The person who was getting married was Gabriel Marshal and now, she was about to become his bride, the man she detested, the man who had belittled her. She wished to never see him again, but here she was wearing a wedding dress. Melissa reflexively took a step back and the man beside her, Mr Reed nudged her arm lightly.“What’s the matter? Are you getting cold feet now?” He whispered to her.Melissa turned to him and opened her mouth go speak but found no words to say to him. Mr Reed turned forward and scoffed.“I knew this would be a bad idea, letting a commoner take this kind of role. Damn you Diana.” Mr Reed cursed under his breath.Melissa clenched her trembling hands and exhaled. She couldn’t chicken out of this one now. She had already agreed to it, so she might as well do a good
The outdoor was bustling with life. Guests sat at their respective tables chatting away happy with wine glasses in their hands. It was 7pm. The blue sky had morphed into a dark blue shade filled with countless of stars, twinkling in the night. Slow relaxing classical music played in the background, the atmosphere was nice. But Melissa wasn’t feeling the calm atmosphere at all. If she were not in this situation, them maybe she would’ve been able to enjoy the ambience of the outdoors. She sat at the table that was prepared for the married couple, with Gabriel sitting in front of her. Food had been served. Her duck salad was sitting in front of her, untouched. It was probably cold by now, seeing as it had been left to sit there for minutes. Gabriel on the other had taken a few bites out of his and was sipping on his wine, not touching the plate of food again. Since the outdoor dinner had began, there had been silence between them, a long heavy silence. It felt awkward for Melissa but w
Melissa played with her fingers nervously as she sat on a sofa in a familiar office. It was Diana’s office and everything still looked the same. The nearly arranged desk, the potted plants placed on each side of the room, and a large portrait of Diana sitting at the top of her desk.Melissa stared at the painting. It was professionally done, and there was a lot of resemblance to the real person. Diana’s face was stone cold and so were her eyes. Melissa sighed, turning away from the painting. The office was empty, no one was in it except Melissa. It made her wonder if she had come earlier than Diana had instructed.The office door swung open, and Diana came trooping in with Nelly following closely behind her.“You’re here a bit early.” She said.“You did say I should come see you by 8am, and it’s thirty minutes past 8...”Diana waved her off as she sat down at her desk. Nelly dropped a few documents on her table and she began to examine it carefully.“Nelly, is my schedule clear by 4pm
Melissa looked at her friend In disarray, wondering why the atmosphere and her tone bad changed drastically. And why was she giving her that look? Melissa grimaced.“Yes Tory, I did it for money. I didn’t have a choice.”Tory scoffed again.“Don’t tell me you didn’t have a choice, you have a goddam choice and you chose to accept that money.”Melissa frowned at tory.“With the current state I’m in, do you think I’d be able to refuse that much money being offered to me? No tory, I didn’t have a choice.“Stop using your life as an excuse Melissa!” Tory bellowed.Melissa was taken aback by the sudden increase in her tone. She placed the framed photograph she had in her hand back on the bedside table and titled her head at tory.“Whats the problem Tory? Why are you getting all worked up about this? It’s not a big deal.”“Its not a big deal Melissa? Impersonating someone else is not a big deal??”Tory shook her head and sighed.“Im just really disappointed in you Melissa. I didn’t think yo
Melissa took out a framed photograph from her duffle bag and placed it on the beside table, beside the small night lamp. It was a photo of her, a much younger version of herself, with little Brandon by her side. It was the only photo they had together, and it was taken back in the orphanage.Melissa could recall how much Brandon always liked the photo. Even while they escaped the burning building, he still had the photograph in his hand, clutching it so hard like it was a precious to it. But as he grew older, he lost interest in it, so Melissa framed the photo and kept it beside her bed.She gazed at their faces. They were both happy in the photograph, smiling and holding each other tightly. It was a heart-warming photo and Melissa liked to look at it. The photo made her wish that she could go back to the past, when they were both close.Melissa sighed and plopped down on the king sized bed. She couldn’t tell Brandon about her impersonation someone, so she lied that she was moving els
"This is Selina’s room?” Detective Kyle asked as he walked into the spacious room.Lana, Selina’s mother nodded and walked into the room with him. Cora Miles, Kyle’s partner was with him today. She was looking professional as usual in her grey suit. Her brown hair was put up in a tight pony tail. She was looking around the room, ready to investigate.They had gotten permission to search Selina’s room as much as they wanted and confiscate anything that may help with the search.Kyle looked around the room. It was clean, everything was in the place and the bed was neatly arranged. Cora had disappeared into the dressing room and had already began searching. Kyle decided to start. He walked over to the bed and removed the covers. He paused and turned to Lana.“Its fine if I do this right? We may have to turn over a lot of things in the room.”Lana nodded and folded her arms.“Its okay, go ahead. I can always have the maid clean up the room again.”Kyle turned back to the bed and began to
Kyle watched Lana break down completely. Tears streamed down her face as her whole body quivered. She placed her hands over her face as her sobs got louder.Kyle felt a hard squeeze on his arm and turned to Cora. Her eyes were giving him the “what are you doing look.” He just smiled and mouthed the words “I know what I’m doing” to her. She exhaled and decided to trust him on this one.Kyle didn’t push Lana any further. He just watched as she cried. Lana cried a bit more and started to regain her composure. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sniffled as she began to fix her Demeanor. She looked up at Kyle, her eyes red from crying and sighed.“Yes, you’re right. If Selina did indeed run away, then I may know why she would think of doing something like that.”Lana swiped out a tissue from the box of tissues settled on the glass table beside her and dabbed her runny nose before she continued.“You see, my husband and I, well from the way I see it, were very controlling ove
Diana cringed at the sound of her husband’s name. It also made her boil with rage. She didn’t want to see him right now, but they definitely needed to talk. He had the audacity to bail out on the wedding when she specifically told him not to. It was infuriating. After that day, the internet was streaming with questions asking why Mr Marshall didn’t show up or why she was all alone during the wedding. Diana sighed and picked up her cup of coffee, throwing it in the bin beside her.“Let him in, and bring me another coffee Nelly, sugar free.” She said and placed down the receiver.She went back to the documents on her table, but it wasn’t long before John Marshall stepped into her office. He had a smile on his face as he plopped down on the sofa.“This office is still as elegant as ever I see.” He chirped.Diana looked up from the documents and frowned at the sight of him. He wore a loose fitted t-shirt with a jacket, blue jeans and a pair of sneakers. It was astonishing how he could dr