Memories. A whole lot of them was what going through my mind. It was probably the best day or so I thought. But it was definitely a big day for me. Some stylists were arranged by my husband to be so I can look 'presentable' for my wedding. From venue to ring, dresses to shoes, food to drinks, not even a single thing was of my choice. I was happy, why won't I be, it was my fiancé's choice after all. He had a great taste according to everyone. My taste was just a little different. But I was happy.

I definitely had doubts, marrying at the age of 21 was not what I thought would be good.

We dated for 6 months and then had 3 month engagement. I had known him for only a year. But he insisted. He said and I quote ' we are made for each other , don't you see, nothing is fast pace ' .

But the sweetest thing he could do was when he said he can wait for me when I told him I wanted my first time to be my wedding night. He agreed.

He decided only his close friends and family would be guest along with my family. Not that I had friends to invite. But grandma rose was someone I wanted. He declined.

It's ok. He loved me. Or so I thought. Probably I was really attention and love seeking. Desperate. It isn't a bad thing you know. To have hope.

My relationship was good, but never what I really wanted. I knew deep down I was controlled like a doll.

After the 3 hours long torture by the stylists, I was ready I a really fancy and heavy gown. It was hard to even stand. It was probably only gift I got from my partner except some flowers and chocolates. I am not complaining 'cause materialistic things mean nothing to me.

But my fiancé had a bigger gift for me.

Something was wierd. I had that bad gut feeling. Probably just jitters. So I thought of having some fresh air from the balcony at the end of the hallway of hotel where the ceremony was conducted. But in the way to the balcony, I heard some groans from a room where the door was little ajar.

Seen the movies where you hear these type of sounds and it a criminal or something.

Well for me it was more than what a tv can show.

My fiancé's penis which even I never saw was deep inside my younger sister's hole.

What a gift. My poor heart broke deep with many cracks.

His excuse was he said and I quote ' come on Emerson you expected me too remain celibate for almost a year. How is it possible. I have my needs. Don't make so much fuss about. If you can't handle it call off the wedding. '

The wedding was called off. My parents blamed me. His friends laughed on me.

At least I had some good moments and a good life lesson. Nothing is fast in a relationship was a really wrong concept. Slow and steady wins the race.

" Ma'am are you ok? "

"Ma'am"

"MA'AM"

SheI was startled by it. That's when she noticed the cab driver was looking at her worriedly.

"Huh? "

"Are you ok ma'am? You have been crying the whole ride . We also reached our destination. "

That's when she noticed that they were near a huge mansion and she was crying.

" Oh nothing. Just overwhelmed for some stuff. Thanks for your concern sir. "

The can driver was shocked by her polite behavior. He helped her with her stuff which was a single suitcase and got tipped generously. She brought the biggest smile on his face and made his day.

Rolling her bag, she came to the gate of the big mansion, definitely bigger than her parents.

The front gaurd noticed her and came to ask her,

" May I help you with something? "

"Yes please. I was given this adress for my wedding venue. "

The guard was taken aback.

" And you may be? "

"Emerson Leone "

The gaurd eyed her in suspicion.

"You don't look like a bride. "

Oh. Definitely no bride will be at her wedding avenue in jeans and hoodie.

"Make fool of someone else. You definitely are not the bride to be. You are dressed like homeless person. " The guard insulted her badly. It definitely hurt and she was holding her tears back.

She looked down in shame but suddenly Liam came running from the gate.

"Ms Leone, you are here , let me help you. Sorry I was a minute late. "

Hearing Liam's words, the guard froze and went pale. His job was definitely gone now. But he didn't knew Em.

"I am sorry Ms Leone, I didn't know- " He started apologizing furiously but Em cut him off.

"Don't Mr. You were doing your job, just don't disrespect anyone. It's wrong."

She gave him a smile and followed Liam.

The guard was frozen with not only shock but also relief and awe of his 'boss to be'.

" Your other things are in Mr Stone's house and this will be your room till you go there."

Liam escorted Emerson.

The mansion was great and rooms had a hotel like vibe.

She then immediately got a text from Penn about her arival.

As she went to receive her downstairs at front gate, she saw how many maids and servants were working in hurry .

She shrugged and came back to her room with Penn.

"Girl you got a rich husband " Penn wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

How she doesn't know even I didn't knew.

She just hummed in response.

Carrying their idle chat and teasing, Emerson was completely ready with her look.

Just simple and classy.

Her simple dress, black heels, AD jwelery, hair in braided waterfall and veil covering her face till nose made her look like an angel. She only applied some concealor on pimple scars, nude lipstick, and eyeliner in thin layer. Her natural rosy cheeks completed her looks.

When she faced mirror after wearing her dress, she was awestruck. Even Penn had her jaw on floor.

Penn broke the silence.

"You look... "

"Beautiful"

Em completed her sentence whispering.

It was 11:00 am now. The ceremony would start in 30 minutes and she had that time to herself. Penn wore a lavender gown with a thigh high slit. She too looked good

But Emerson couldn't help but think if her parents would bless her or even meet her. She decided to shake the thoughts away.

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Adrien was looking at the decorations of altar. His grandpa really put his effort in it to make it a specific way. He wondered why.

He sighed to himself when he couldn't help but wonder why the hell would his grandpa do that this happily that he even made himself Adrien's best man. The old man was crazy.

His tux was chosen by his grandpa. The ring for bride heaved in his pocket.

This is it. My official and lawful doom.

He just went back to the guest room on the third floor. He knew his parents and were on 2nd and the bride was supposed to be on 1st.

He too only hoped his dad would meet and give him the talk of nerves which usual dads did on their son's wedding. He just shook the thoughts away.

In an hour they both were going to be Mr and Mrs, the lawfully wedded.