ARDOR

35. Wedding

Wedding is a blessing, only if it happens with your agreement but here I was getting ready for it without my approval.

As the makeup artist applied the lipstick finishing my look I got the glimpse of my visual. Slowly sliding up my eyelids I straightened my posture. My image in the mirror was showing glamour and rich as the wedding dress to assecsories all were the groom's choice.

Yes, he requested my parents. For doing so as he said he wanted to see his bride to look the most beautiful bride on earth.

The stylist in her 40s started adjusting my hair to fix the veil at its right position. I was unbothered with all the chaos going around outside. All relatives, guests, friends and family were gathered. The media wasn't allowed to enter the primises but we had to offer them few shots of us after wedding.

Sighing I shrugged off all the toxic weird feelings, retaining only good ones. Neither I felt sad nor happiness. I just felt nothing at all. I couldn't deny the fact I will remember this wedding but in what way? I couldn't do anything but to hope whatever happens it must not go wrong.

For me it was like drowning in the ocean without any support. No matter how much I try to swim but the destiny plays it's card and pull me within.

With the last touch stylist stepped back to look at me in the mirror. She clasped her hand joyfully. Satisfied with her work she held my shoulders and smiled in the mirror.

" You look beautiful darling. Your groom would definitely drool."

She winked when I passed a weak smile to her although her words were the opposite of what I wanted to hear. Averting towards my reflection I observed myself. Indeed she did a great job. Well, she had to, as she was world's most popular stylist who came her just because Jungkook called her to.

My wavy hairs were braided sideways with the loose bottom hair sprawling over my breasts in the front. The long veil was fixed in my hair with the help of bobby pins hidden under white flowers.

"If only I wasn't forced I would have been the luckiest person in this world," I thought and exhaled deeply.

" Is everything ok, dear?"

I turned to her face as she tried to examine the emotions flowing within me.

"Yes, it is." I said while lowering the head to look at the floor.

Suddenly she knealed down on the floor and held my hands in hers. Lifting my face up she smiled genuinely.

" If you are nervous then don't be. Everything's gonna be fine. But if you are unsure about this wedding then don't do this. Marriage has never done wrong to anyone. It just bring happiness, dear but it all depends on the couple in what way they want to live their relationship.."

" I am not regretting anything but it's just... It's just I am not sure of what my future would be like.."

She chuckled and replied," Okay then go for it. You can't see the future so why not try it. I could see in your eyes why he chose you." Caressing my hands with her thumb she straightened up.

" Y/N are you ready? Everyone's waiting for yo-.... Oh my gosh chubs you look beautiful."

"Thank you, Oppa. Shall we go?"

Coming closer he held my hands. His eyes became teary but a subtle smile never left his lips. A sob escaped his trembling lips which were curved up in an adorable smile. He wiped his stream of tears with his sleeves like a kid. I hugged him and after pulling away pinched his cheeks.

" Stop crying! You are not going to get married, I am!"

Snuffling he spoke in his cracked voice, " I know but I just can't believe my little chubs grew up so big to have her own family. This whole thing seems like a dream to me. True, time passes within a blink."