"You can't tell men to stay away from me. You can tell me who to go out with. I own myself and you have no right!" Diane chided. "You are my wife so I can tell you what to do," he retorted almost immediately. She moved closer to him, "I was your wife, not anymore. That's the keyword." Desmond let out a small laugh, moving closer to her. "You have always loved me Diane and you will forever be mine. You can fight it as much as you want but let me tell you this, you are mine, nobody else, and any man that makes a move towards you will be an enemy for life." Three months after Diane and Desmond divorced and went their separate ways, they meet again and this time, Diane is no longer the woman she used to be. Desmond had only realized how much he loved Diane after she left him and now he'd do anything to have her. Will Diane go back to the man who hurt her and constantly reminded her that he'd never love her and even cheated on her? Read to find out.
Diane's POV
Oh, it's the day of my wedding! The day I have been longing for is finally here. The day I have dreamed of since I was a child... I spent months imagining how today was going to be, how I would look in my wedding dress with the man of my dreams standing tall next to me, and now that it is finally happening, all I can do is smile.
I have always believed that one could spend a lifetime with their first and only true love, and walking down the aisle will prove that to the world. Desmond was the only constant thing in my life, and I have loved him since I was twelve and he was sixteen.
He was the definition of the perfect gentleman. His words and actions melt my heart, and I just want to stay in his arms forever. I loved the way he cared about me, the way he was always ready to fight for me, protect me or have my back...
Well, that was until he went to college.
Desmond was all I prayed for before he went to college. He was my prince charming. He loves me and he doesn't even have to spell it out; I could see it in his eyes.
But then, he went to college and things began to feel different. He never has time to join the family dinner, there is always one assignment or a presentation that swallows his time and he just becomes less accessible...
"Let's not ruin the day by thinking about irrelevant things," I thought to myself, as I continued to stare at myself in the mirror.
"Omg! You are so beautiful," Hilary said, grinning from ear to ear. "I have always known that you are going to make a beautiful bride, gosh, I am so proud of you," my best friend said, and all I could do was hold back the tears that were threatening to leave my eyes.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and all I could do was gasp. I feel so lucky to have the most supportive family and friends to grant my biggest wish.
"I have dressed up a couple of brides in the past, but you are one pretty one. Most brides are always emotional on their wedding day, contemplating whether they should proceed with it or not, but you are a happy one," my makeup artists said, and I beamed.
"Thank you so much, guys, thank you."
I continued to stare at my reflection in total awe, and heck, everything I did to make this dream come true was worth it. If I must, I will go through the whole process once again, as long as I get the same result.
The door cracked open, revealing my mom and I couldn't stop myself from hugging her. "Thank you so much, Mom," I hugged her tightly, and she patted my back.
"It's time, baby," Mom announced, and I could feel my stomach bubbling with excitement. I was beaming so hard that my cheeks hurt.
Mom signalled everyone to leave the room until it was just the two of us, and I couldn't hold back my excitement.
"Mom, it's happening! I am officially going to be Desmomd's wife, my dream is finally coming true," I beamed.
"Knowing what you want and going for it is a strength that I admire in you. I am so proud of you, darling, I hope you remain happy forever." She kissed my forehead and wrapped my hands around her again.
If it wasn't for my supportive parents, this would probably remain a dream... I owe them a lot.
"Your father is waiting outside, you shouldn't keep him waiting."
With that being said, Mom walked me out, as she kept on mouthing how beautiful I am, and how proud she is.
Father was waiting at the entrance of the church as Mom had said, and this feels like the moment I have been waiting for. I could see the love in his eyes and for the first time, I think I saw a tear escape his eyes.
"C'mon, Mom should be the one getting all emotional," I joked, and he chuckled.
"I can't believe I am giving out my princess this soon. He better treat you right."
'You are giving your precious baby to him because you knew he was the one from the start." I smiled, and he nodded.
I intertwined my hands with my father, as we took gentle steps into the church. Memories of how I used to rely on my parents for everything came rushing in, and all I could do was smile. Even now that I am all grown, they still prioritize my happiness.
I looked around the hall to see people cheering for me, but my gaze was fixed on a certain man. Desmond's commanding presence at the altar captivated me. He stood tall beside the priest in his well-tailored suit, waiting patiently for me to join him, and I suddenly felt the need to walk even more slowly.
I loved his view from afar.
As my eyes met with his cold look, my heart skipped a bit. If only he could be as happy as I am. Not that I blamed him though, I was the one who wanted the wedding, even when he was clearly against it.
I made this wedding hold simply because I can. Our parents are best friends, which makes it even easier. All I had to do was whine a little to my parents to get his parents to agree to the whole plan.
Do I bother to ask him what he wanted? No. Why? Because it doesn't matter. I could tell how much he loved me, he was only angry that he was being forced, and all of that would probably be over tonight, once it remained just him and I.
We finally reached the altar, and Desmond grudgingly came to take my hands from my father. I don't care how mad he was, these little things made me happy. It felt like my stomach was about to explode out of excitement. I thought movies were the only thing that could give me butterflies. Well, that was until I fell in love.
Desmond and I stood in front of each other, and it was time to take the vow.
"Do you, Diane, accept Desmond as your husband? Comes rain or shine? For better and for worse?" The priest asked and without a second thought, I answered with a smile.
"Yes, I do."
"Desmond, do you take Diane as your lawfully wedded wife in front of this holy communion?"
It was Desmond's turn to answer, and everywhere suddenly went quiet.
I stood frozen, as different thoughts invaded my mind. What if he says no? I could see the hesitation in his eyes, and I swear...
"I do," His voice snapped me out of my truce.
"I now pronounce you as husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest said, and a loud cheer broke out.
Desmond finally looked at me for the first time since I got into the room, and I didn't know how to act.
He raised my chin slowly and sealed it with a kiss.
"Whoop!!!!," the crowd cheered and he broke the kiss.
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