His Runaway Bride (ON HOLD)

Chapter 2; is everything okay?

Chapter 2; is everything okay?

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It has been almost 2 weeks and still nothing changed. I still kept on my happy fiancé facade. I wake up earlier than him to cook breakfast. But, I was a mess every night when he doesn't come home at 9 pm. I continued planning our honeymoon and sometimes ask for his advice but he would always shrug his shoulders or say, "You're the girl, you decide." I just give him my best fake smile and nod at him. I understand that he might be tired from all the work he has to do for running our family's business empire with the help of our close friend, Anton.

But, who am I kidding? Of course, he's with her. Of course, he's spending most of his time with her and doing whatever things they are doing. Who am I kidding? Sometimes, the thought of leaving him and canceling our wedding crosses my mind but I just can't humiliate Nate and his family. The guilt is too much.

So you'll just continue hurting yourself?

There goes my stupid subconscious.

Will I really do this to myself? Here I am crying my eyes out while they go having dinners and enjoying themselves?

Isn't it unfair to you? Are you really doing the right thing by continuing what is obviously non-existent? Don't you think both of you are hurting because of your decision? You because you clearly know he likes or even loves someone else and him because he can't go on public events with his girl because he's with you in the public eyes? Are you really doing the right thing by continuing this marriage?

STUPID SUBCON-!

"Honey, is everything alright?" his mom, Aunt Isabelle asked me. I didn't know I was spacing out until she called my attention. all of the people present in our family dinner including my nonno and nonna, my parents, his parents and his grandmother and grandfather looked at me worriedly.

"I-I-I'm sorry. I was just thinking...about things. I'm really sorry, please continue with your conversation. Excuse me, I'm just gonna go to the restroom." I gave them a small smile and stood up and headed to the restroom.

But not before I heard his grandma ask him if I was pregnant which he replied with a, "She isn't going to be pregnant anytime soon, grandma."

I sighed and continued my journey towards the restroom but before I could enter someone touched my shoulder causing me to jump lightly.

"You've been spacing out a lot lately, Car. Is everything alright?" Nate asked me while chuckling lightly.

As if he cared.

"Yeah. I'm okay, Nate." I gave him a small smile and began turning around but not before he stopped me again.

"Car, you've been very distant lately. Are you sure you're okay?" He said now frowning deeply not bothering to show how bothered he is.

Again. As if, he cared. He obviously doesn't when yesterday he came home at 1 am.

"Yes. I told you. I'm okay, Nate. It's just that there are a lot of things on my mind right now. But, I'm fine. You know I'm always fine."

"Car-" I gave him a weary look and said, "Nate, please. I'm tired. I've been distant because... I'm obviously busy planning our honeymoon... yeah our honeymoon. So, please excuse me and I'll be going inside the restroom and go home afterwards. You obviously, are going to your Bachelor party. and I'm not in the mood to go to my bridal shower. I'll go outside shortly, okay?" I removed his hand from my shoulder and smiled at him. I gave him a small kiss on his cheek and finally pushed my way inside the restroom not bothering giving him a glance. I feared that I might cry infront of him and I don't want that to happen, it would obviously blow up my whole 'i-am-a-happy-fiancé' facade

I washed my hands and looked at my reflection. Of course, I wasn't as beautiful as her. Of course, I wasn't as attractive as her. Of course, I do not put that much make up only mascara, sometimes eyeliner and lipstick. That's all I can do because I'm not perfect like her.

I continued looking at my reflection, well at least my skin's flawless though. At least. I quickly wiped my cheeks, I didn't notice I was crying. I finally went out of the restroom after making sure traces of me crying was not noticeable. I of course wore a smile before heading on our table.

"Cara, are you okay now?" Uncle Sam, his dad asked me gently. I'm not one of those fiancé who's her father in law and mother in law doesn't like her. It's actually the opposite they love me even his grandma and grandpa. No kidding.

"Yeah, Unc-Dad" I quickly corrected myself when he gave me his glare which I know was fake since he couldn't stop his laughter after which I smiled at. "I'm fine. But, I'm just gonna call it a night. I'm pretty tired but please continue this dinner. I'm really sorry for ruining it-"

"Oh, Honey it's fine. I know you're tired or excited for the wedding tomorrow! You need your beauty sleep, right? Wouldn't want you to look like a zombie on your wedding day." I laughed and gave Aunt Isabelle aka Mom, a cheeky smile.

"Of course, Mom." she stuck her tongue at me and I laughed at her. She acts like a little child sometimes.

"Yeah, well goodnight guys. I'm gonna head home. See you guys." I kissed them all goodbye and was about to head to the door when I heard a chair move.

"Car, I'll just bring you-" his dad might have asked him to bring me home. I quickly shook my head. wouldn't want him to hate me more, would I?

"No. Nate, please I can manage. Bye, see you I guess."

"No. Car, I insist-" I held my hand to stop him and gave him a small smile.

"Nate, please I can manage and I don't want you to go back again to go to your bachelor party. After dinner you can head straight to you bachelor party. Okay?" I raised my eyebrow at him he started to protest until I kissed him.

I DO NOT KNOW WHERE THAT CAME FROM BUT IT SHUT HIM UP SO...

"There, that shut you up. I told you I can manage. Okay? Bye, Nate. See you!" I looked at his dumbfounded face and laughed, I pinched his cheek which he blinked at and looked at me. I gave him a cheeky smile and kissed his cheek. I turned around and opened the door stepped out but not before looking at him, maybe for the last time. memorizing his face. I stuck my tongue out, smiled at him and said, "Bye Nate, I love you."