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Tasha's father, Mr Martinez spoke, his voice brooking no attention.

"Sandra, has he been informed?"

Fabian's confusion heightened.

"Informed of what?" he asked between Mr Martinez and his mother.

Sandra's smile faltered for a moment.

Tasha's eyes sparkled like diamonds of mischief

"Darling our wedding date has been fixed."

Fabian's face froze.

"What?"

Tasha laughed at the melodious sound that tinkled.

"Surprise, my love."

Fabian's head reeled.

Wedding?

What wedding?

He felt ambushed.

"Excuse me?" Fabian said, composing himself.

Mr Martinez's expression was grave.

"The arrangements are made, Fabian. You and Tasha will marry in six weeks."

Fabian's eyes locked on Tasha.

"This can't be serious."

Tasha's smile didn't waver.

"Oh, it's very serious, Fabian."

Sandra placed a reassuring hand on his arm.

"Fabian, dear, we discussed this."

Fabian shook his head.

"No, Mother, we didn't."

A trap had been sprung.

And Fabian was caught.

His phone, still silent in his pocket, seemed to burn with Mik