La Donna ✔️

6)Ruined

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The wedding flew by it all went so fast I bid my goodbyes to our last guest Ines who became such a good friend of mine she was the only woman who seemed nice and kind and just like me, the other ones and not to judge seemed too sassy and were so mean not to mention that they flirted a lot with that husband of mine.

Not that I am complaining it just made me disgusted I have never liked men who are flirtatious with a lot of women it's so degrading and desperate.

My heart dropped when I saw Haider and Ines getting out of the big gates in their fancy Barbus I have always dreamed of that car but now everything seems worthless to me in my situation.

A harsh voice made me come back to reality

"Did you just say I love you to another man right in my face on OUR wedding?!"

He tried to stay calm I could tell but I was too afraid to turn around and look at him, it makes my neck hurt since he is abnormally tall.

When I didn't reply and just walked to my room he grabbed me by my arm and that made me panic

"Let GO OF ME". I yelled and tried to remove his hand but of course as you would already guess he was strong and that will surely leave a big ugly bruise.

Not that I am not used to violence, come On I came from a Moroccan household, an Arab household in general, we all had punishments and got a flying sandal in our faces but the thing is that that violence was out of love and a way of education but his way of violence is just harsh and cold he just wants to be the boss.

"I fucking asked you something sposa!" He said louder this time and made me madly uncomfortable because he was way too close.

I have never been this close to a male in my entire life, I'm not gonna tell that I got butterflies and romanticize it because what I was feeling was just pure horror for real

"Yes I did and I fucking do love him." I yelled in his face giving him the same energy but that didn't work out for me cause I felt the cruelest slap land on my face

It hurt like hell

It felt awful

I have never been slapped by someone

My head was turned the other way and I was holding my cheek because it hurt so much

I wanted to keep my tears back to not satisfy his sadistic self but he removed my veil violently throwing it on the floor and revealing my caked-up face and loose hair

"NOO!" I yelled at him trying to grab my veil from the floor but he was holding me and I struggled so badly but he just didn't let go.

He just froze

He stared at me so intensely that he made me very uncomfortable the way he was looking at me caressing my long hair and holding my jaw hurting it with his big hand was scary

This man was literally examining me and the silence was so uncomfortable it was somehow very loud at the same time.

I was scared out of my wits

"Why are you looking at me and s-stop-pp touch-h-hing-g m-my h-hair ."

"I can touch whatever and whenever I like at the end you are my wife aren't you?" He grabbed my scalp harshly with his hands which hurt

"N-n-no I-i'm not your w-wif-fe." I shook my head continuously more like convincing myself

He just let go put his hands in his pockets and chuckled lowly evilly