Homicide On The Loose

Chapter 17

The day that everyone has been looking forward to is finally here. The day Liam and I would get married. The wedding will be held at the Montgomery's back garden where everything will be surrounded by nature. Only close family and friends were invited to witness this day.

I am now getting prepped up for the big day ahead. I've told Margaret and the makeup artist to not make me look like a clown. It would be funny to others but not to me. I do not like to be laughed at if you haven't noticed.

I woke up a little bit later than I was supposed to. Hence, that is why both makeup artist and hairstylist are preparing me at the same time. I didn't know why I was so tired, maybe it was the wedding preparations that tires me so easily. I am so glad it will all be over soon.

We spent our last night as Liam Montgomery and Leyla Brooks separately as it is considered as bad luck. We have also been sleeping separately after that night. It became awkward after that but to me it was awkward and uncomfortable. We rarely ever see each other for the past 3 weeks. Liam was busy with his work and I on the other hand, was busy making choices for the wedding.

Two nights before my wedding day, were my bachelorette party. It was planned by Sam and Amelia, but mostly Sam. We have also invited two of Liam and Sam's close relatives, Sophie and Paige who will be my bridesmaids. They booked a hotel suite with a hot tub. We spent the night chatting away and laughing till our hearts content. We didn't do anything wild like going to the club nor hire a male stripper. I told them that I wanted a relaxing night with the girls and that is what I get.

I'm feeling extremely nervous on the inside, but on the outside I'm acting like I have nothing to worry about. The fact that I am getting married still doesn't latch in me.

After both makeup artist and hairstylist finally said that I'm done, my maid of honour brings out my wedding dress. I put it on with a few help from others. Everyone complimented me as soon as I had everything where it belonged. I must admit that I look and feel different but in a good way. I stare at my reflection through the mirror. My brown hair falls freely on my shoulder with flowers to compliment it. I chose a white, simple and vintage-looking wedding dress. It is a sleeveless white dress that is filled with laces throughout the dress and a small ribbon on the center of the waist. I wonder what Liam would think as he sees me walking down the aisle.

"It's time," Michael came inside the room in a black tuxedo. I turned to him and he was smiling sweetly at me. Michael is going to walk me down the aisle, we have bonded for the past three weeks and I asked him if he could walk me down the aisle and he gladly agreed that he would walk me even if I haven't asked.

"You look beautiful, Leyla. I assure you that Liam will faint when he sees you in this dress," he joked which everyone laughed lightly of. I looked at Margaret who is dressed in a light grey dress that stopped at her knee, but her eyes are covered with tears. I couldn't help but to feel like crying too. I walked towards her and hugged her tightly which she sobbed harder.

"Margaret, please don't cry. Because then I'll cry too and you wouldn't be happy about it. And plus, you'll smudge your makeup. You wouldn't want to walk around while looking like a clown, would you?" I tried to enlighten her.

"Hey guys, it's really time to go. Wouldn't want to make the groom to wait in agony." Sam yells out. We walked downstairs and Michael and I waited behind the back door that leads to the back garden. The wedding march begins and all the bridesmaids go out one by one and lastly, my maid of honour smiles encouragingly at me and go out before whispering to me 'good luck'. Thanks, I really needed that.

When it is finally our turn to go out, I breathed in and out rather loudly for Michael have heard, "You have nothing to worry about. I can clearly see that my son loves you for all his heart," I smiled at him and we walked out. What Michael had said a few seconds ago were still processing in my head. He loves me?