Melanie Ainsley and Henry Cavill reluctantly get forced into an arranged marriage.
It's not what Melanie had hoped for herself at all, to marry a man she didn't even love and the same could be said for Henry who also shared the same displeasure.
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Chapter eighteen
Everyone was in amazement of what was just presented on the big screen, the acting was truly phenomenal and Henry fitted the role effortlessly- my heart swelled with pride.
Grabbing Henry's hand I squeezed it lightly, looking at him softly, my lips drew into a massive grin. "Henry, that was amazing"
Henry squeezed my hand back, making that familiar butterfly sensation pour into my body "thank you, thank you for coming with me"
"I wouldn't miss it for the world Hen" I enunciated
Picking up our feet we followed everyone out who was gushing and chanting away to one another with the biggest smiles printed over them, the most correct expression for everyone would be pure happiness.
"That was so good! Henry we kicked ass"
Peering from my feet I saw a wash of blonde hair whizz past us and straight into Henry's arms. Squealing the blonde pulled away, that's where I recognised her to be the one and only Freya Allan.
"Honestly Freya you were made to play Ciri" Henry curtly smiled his hands placed firmly on her petite shoulders.
Chiming in I decided on complimenting the young actress too, outstretching my hand towards her "I can agree, you were fantastic"
"Oh come on now Melanie, no need to be so formal" Freya mused as she pulled me in for a hug, just how Anya had done earlier. Apparently everyone was overly friendly and I sure wasn't complaining- I loved affection.
Still within Freya's embrace she muffled into my shoulder "You and Henry look like a match made in heaven"
Blushing I pulled away from the hug "I know right, he isn't too bad is he?"
This earned a high pitched giggle from Freya, clearly enjoying my tedious attitude towards Mr sex on legs.
Henry's gaze was pitched on the floor as he wondered into his thoughts, I had no idea what was swirling in that big brain of his but it intrigued me. "Earth to Henry ?"
Shaking his head he looked up jubilantly, those thoughts leaving as quickly as they came. "I'm here!"
Showering a pleased look I decided to be the fun of the party with the one thing I knew I was amazing at, drinking.
"So who's up for too much alcohol?"
Freya's eyes glimmered with amusement "pfft where have you been all my damn life ?"
Noticing that drinks had been eagerly accepted on tonight's venture we all hastily made our way to the bar, lapping up whatever they had possible on the menu.
"Shots!" Henry spoke eccentrically, his hand in the air gaining the interest of the bartender
Weirdly enough I enjoyed the sudden alcoholic Henry vibe he decided to share with us all, he had never been so eager to limitlessly drink alcoholic beverages.
