The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
I'm sitting in front of a big mirror, wearing a bath robe and many women are taking care of me
now. All of them are paying attention to me, my hair is done, and now they are putting on make
up.
"Your husband is lucky, ma'am, you are beautiful and you look happy." The earring was handed
to me after my make up was fixed, I smiled and remembered Draven who was also fixing now,
anytime we would share a chest.
"I'm luckier, because my wife is smart." I walked to the gown and they started to put the gown on
me, I couldn't lose the smile on my lips, I want to see Draven, but there is a superstition that I am
not allowed to meet the bride on their wedding day. We should meet at the church.
Even the night before the wedding day, Draven and I were separated. The speed of the day, it
seems that we were going through only problems, but now we are here, on the day when we will
be together.
We will get married again not because of the talk, because we have fallen in love and Draven and
I have the same heart. With the speed of the day, I didn't notice, my feelings were getting deeper,
that he was what my heart and mind were looking for.
I didn't think I would be able to love again, after what happened to Navier and me. I finally
accepted that we can't be together again, that I let my heart be freed from the pain of the past.
And this is the result of letting go of everything, a new life, with the man I never thought I would
love more than I thought. Draven knows my strength and weakness. He knows how to take care
of me, accepted who I am and loving me without hesitation.
He is a kind of man who will fight for you, love you and understand you, I know Navier did this
to me before, but my situation is different, everything is different when Draven makes me feel
this way.
I can't help but be impressed by my husband, because even though I knew my shortcomings
before, he didn't scold me, he understood and loved me more. I didn't think he could do things
that seemed impossible in our situation.
I smiled and finally put the gown on me, they were very happy and Sheen and Yhra entered the
room, they were mesmerized by me and hugged me. "You're so beautiful now jusko, if I were
Draven I wouldn't be able to wait for the honeymoon!" Sheen pinched me and I laughed, Yhra
was crying and looking at me.
"You're beautiful, annoying and envious. That's why when I get married you should be there
too!" I hugged it and we took a picture for a while. "We'll wait for you at the church, we'll be
first!" I waved at them and looked at the time.
My chest pounded harder and harder, the door opened again and it was Mama. Even though my
mother is old, her beauty is obvious, she cries and wipes her tears.
"My son is so beautiful, I don't know how to calm down." Mama walked to my direction, gently
caressed my face and smiled. "I am proud of you son, you deserve this kind of happiness, oh my
god my makeup!" Mama wiped her tears and turned her back to me.
"My grandson and I will go to church first, remember the superstition. Draven is not allowed
here!" It signaled to my roommates and I laughed as Mama left.
I sat and waited for the wedding coordinator to call me and I turned around as they tried to let my
husband out, but Draven overcame them. His jaw dropped when his eyes landed on me.
"Oh my god, you just took away my breath honey." Draven quickly knelt in front of me and
wrapped his arms around my waist, making my roommates uneasy.
"You are not allowed here, Mama will be angry when she sees you. Shouldn't you be at church?"
I asked as Draven moved away from me and caressed my hand.
"I can't wait, Kourtney." He smiled and stood up, shaking his pants before kissing me on the
forehead. "I love you so much," he said before walking away.
The wedding coordinator called and we are going to walk now. I stood up and they helped me
up, lifting my gown as we walked out of the hotel room.
We made our way out of the hotel, the limousine was there, they took me there and closed the
door, we waited for about two minutes before leaving.
As the car started, my chest pounded, my hand was shaking and I was restless, a mixture of joy,
fear and nervousness.
I'm afraid that I might make a mistake or be lazy there, I'll walk down the aisle alone, because I
don't have a father. But it's okay and I understand, I'm happy that Mom and my relatives are with
me in the church, we turned and this church.
My chest is heavy and I feel like crying right now, I love this day so much and Draven and I have
waited for it, so I have nothing to fear.
We stopped at the door of the church, it was open and there were people outside, I rolled down
the window and whispered to them.
"Man, wait a minute, the groom seems to be in traffic," Draven's Aunt joked to us and I laughed.
"Alright ma'am, I'll just park the car." She nodded and Tita waved at me.
"Wait a minute, we'll call the driver, he should have been here earlier." I pulled the car aside and
took out my phone today.
I typed a message for my husband, waited for his reply and the car used to bring Draven stopped,
because Draven wasn't there. It means that he used his car.
I got out of the car and the driver was scratching and Tita looked angry. "Man, why did you
agree?" Tita said and I walked towards them.
"Ma'am, Sir is insistent because he wants to see ma'am Kourtney." Tita looked at me and there
was a trace of fear on her face. "Kourtney, Draven came to you earlier?" I slowly nodded and
was stunned.
I called Draven and walked to the car, Draven was coming so I had to be inside, but his phone
was unattended.
A police car stopped at the entrance of the gate, Tita was called and they talked. Tita fell down
and I was stunned now. My heart beat faster and faster, I felt like I was going deaf and someone
approached me, the slowness of his words.
"Kourtney, it's about your husband."
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