Hate You - Lovers To Enemies ( book # 01 )

F I V E

A L E X

I was on my way to the wedding hall's entrance. But then I was stopped by My dear Friends Alan and Han.
" What happened guys? " I asked as they both smiled towards me .
" We wanted to have a bachelor drink, you know," Alan said, showing his teeths.
" I can't drink because I have a wedding. And I am the groom " I said looking at them weirdly.
" I'm not an alcoholic idiot. It's just orange juice "
Han said in his Korean accent. I raised my eyebrow but then nodded afterwards.
" Fine. Let's have a seat " I sat at the nearby table. As they pour drinks for me. I look at them suspiciously.
" Why are you guys not drinking?" I said looking at their empty glasses.
" We already drink, " Alan said with a big smile.
" Yeah I can't drink more, " Han said, joining him.
I look at the drink four times before drinking it all at once.
" I drank it. Are you guys happy now " They nod their head at the same time.
" Okay dear groom I need to complete some work " Alan said standing up.
" Wait, I am coming too, " Han said. They both walked away as quickly as they could . I frown
" What's wrong with them? Anyways I should have worn Gucci's coat. "
I huff and walk to the church area. Suddenly my head starts to feel dizzy. And everything starts to look two in pairs. I hold the pillar beside me.
" What the hell is happening? " I close and open my eyes. And somehow stand on my feet properly. I adjust my coat.
" What they mix in my drink." I shook my head .
" No matter what, this wedding will happen. "
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A quaint, beautifully decorated church filled with guests eagerly waiting for the wedding ceremony to begin. The soft melody of a piano fills the air, creating an ambiance of excitement.

At the front of the church stands the groom. I mean me , I was slightly dishevelled and clearly intoxicated. I sways back and forth, trying to maintain my balance.

The congregation's murmurs hush as the doors at the back of the church swing open. The stunning BRIDE, dressed in a gorgeous white gown, steps gracefully into the aisle. My bloodshot eyes widen, and my drunken haze momentarily lifts, revealing a mixture of surprise and resentment.
Wait, did I just think she is looking stunning? Well that's not a lie though. Where is my mind?

As Clara approaches, she catches a glimpse of the My emotional expression. A smirk of satisfaction tugs at her lips, relishing in my discomfort. She continues her stride, her eyes
glinting with determination. The PRIEST, a wise old man, looks at me with concern but decides to proceed
" "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of this man and this woman in holy matrimony." The priest said lightly .
I tried to straighten my suit, knocking over a candlestick in the process. The guests chuckle softly, shaking their heads in amusement.
"Oops. Butterfingers. Sorry, Father." I said with a pout.
Clara smirks , her disdain evident as she reaches Me. She leans in closer, her voice laced with malice.
"Well, well, well... Look who decided to show up for their own wedding. Did the alcohol not numb your senses enough to forget what an absolute mess you are?" She said with a cold voice.
The guests exchange uncomfortable glances, sensing the tension in the air. The priest clears his throat, attempting to maintain a sense of decorum.
"Let us proceed. Alex, do you want this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" He said softly.
" I... I guess so. It's not like I have a choice, right?" I said with the roll of my eyes.
The congregation gasps, taken aback by My bitter words. Clara smirks triumphantly, her eyes shining with vindication.
" Oh, how touching. Such heartfelt words, darling. I can feel the love radiating from you." Clara said in a mocking way.

The guests shift uncomfortably, unsure of how to react. The PRIEST, his voice strained, tries to salvage the situation.
"And... Clara, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" He said awkwardly
" Oh, absolutely, Father. I vow to tolerate his presence, endure his inadequacies, and remind him every day of how fortunate he is to have me." She said with fake sweetness