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"WHAT'S happening here?" Damon's cold voice interrupted.Luis and I both turned to look at Damon. He was standing in the hallway, approaching us. His eyes moved from mine to Luis's hand holding mine, and his expression darkened. When he reached us, he quickly pulled my hand away.Luis is tall and slender, but Damon is taller and more muscular, and years older than us, making him look more intimidating in front of Luis. Luis stepped back as Damon positioned himself between us."What did you do to her?" Damon demanded.Luis hesitated to respond. I expected him to say something, but he seemed too intimidated."Are you alright?" Damon asked me.My tears stopped, but my eyes still stung from almost crying earlier. Damon looked at me closely."Are you alright, Ysabelle?" he asked gently.I nodded. He placed his hand on my lower back and glanced at Luis."Let's go. You look unwell..." Damon said, and we started to walk away.We had only taken a few steps when Luis spoke again."Ysabelle, you

THE NEXT day came easily. In the silence of the mansion when I was alone, it was hard to believe that a grand wedding was just days away.Our wedding will be held in a small chapel at one of our country clubs. Mama wanted more, but in the end, she agreed to keep it simple and private, as much as possible. Especially since the nature of the wedding wasn’t ideal, but Papa insisted on making it grand to show that I am finally tamed and no longer the drug addict and alcoholic socialite Morata princess.I couldn’t believe that I was so indifferent to the idea. Or maybe it just hadn’t sunk in yet. I was getting married to someone I barely knew.A year ago, I was at a yacht party, enjoying the best of life.I heard the usual protocol of the house staff when Mama and Papa arrived. This time, however, I heard that a visitor was with their convoy. I peeked out the window and immediately confirmed it when I saw the following vehicle.I quickly ran to my room. I had been lazy all day, so I didn’t

I COULDN'T sleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about how peaceful the day was even though I was in an awkward situation.My parents forced me to marry someone I didn’t know.We didn’t get along and didn’t like each other.Is it possible to have a peaceful day in the middle of all this suffering and fighting?I sulked as I remembered the photographers and videographers. Apart from that part, most of the time, I forgot they were there.After Damon and I swam quietly, he rested in the suite. I showered first while he prepared our dinner at the restaurant. He also spent some time with the photographers and videographers. By the time he came back to the suite, I was done.“You can check out our photos and videos outside. I ordered food for the photographers and videographers,” he said.I nodded. I was only slightly interested in the photos, but to give him space, I stood up. “Okay, I’ll check it out. You stay here and rest if you want.”He nodded.I went outside and briefly entertained the sta

THE DAY went by really fast. We entertained more guests as the hours passed, and both Damon and I were busy.At one point, I almost forgot I was pretending because I was so engrossed in talking with the guests. As the sun set, the reality of what would happen tomorrow hit me.Damon's relatives wanted us to dine separately, as there's a superstition that the groom shouldn't see the bride the night before the wedding. I heard my mom say it was alright and that we wouldn't sleep together. But because Damon's older relatives insisted, my mom agreed.Now, I'm in another restaurant with my family, while Damon is with his family at another restaurant.I was happy to be with my family, but this made me feel the impending wedding more acutely. My mom came to my room when it was time for bed. I was a bit surprised that she came alone and didn't bring my dad. I hadn't talked to my dad all day, and I was starting to think he was avoiding me."I'm glad you're doing well," she said, sitting on the