What could possibly go wrong in a professional and beneficial arrangement?
Nothing, right?
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"Y-you never looked at me more than the mother of your child?" I look at my husband who's quiet all this time.
"Tell me damn it!" Tears are escaping my ey...
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Two days later, Today, I am waiting for the housemaids to assemble each and everything I've brought for the garden. It's looking even more magnificent with these decorations.
My love for nature is eternal.
"Everything's done, Mrs. Vasilevsky." Right, Darya made sure they called me by that last name.
It was really uncomfortable at first but this is who I am for my entire life, officially from the day I marry the Vasilevsky son.
Kind of got used to it, "Thank you for your services." I stand up before taking a good look at the scenery of nature.
The natural pond just adds to the magical vibe this place is giving, there are some flowers added, and there's a bench sitting behind a rose archway.
This area is huge for a back yard, and that's the reason why the wedding is taking place here.
The gazebo is in the centre; looks fabulous with the flowers wrapping around its body.
"This looks majestic, dear." Turning around, I see Darya walking down to me. "Glad that you like it." I smile at her.
I really wish Lucia was here, would've done all this with her help. "Your father is going to arrive the day before the ceremony."
I nod and focus my gaze on my bare feets that are touching the velvet like soft grass.
"You would hurt yourself, Aphrodite." I shake my head, "Nope, couldn't careless, though." She just pats my shoulder and leaves me alone with myself and the silence.
"Love this." Well, except the fact that I miss Lucia really badly.
Wish she was here, a lone tear slide down my eye, I wipe it while sniffing a bit and crying further on.
"What's bothering you, pchelka?" I jump at the deep voice. "Nothing." I lie.
He just tsks and comes to stand in front of me, "Not buying it." He raises his eyebrow.
"I just miss Lucia, she took care of me since I was a child." I sit myself down on the grass field, and soon Mikhail joins me in.
"Let's call her then? She can probably move in with us if you'd want?" I nod my head frantically while he let's out a little chuckle.
A sound so deep and raw that goosebumps erupt on my skin. His voice and vocals always does things to me.
"Do you know her contact number?" He questions and unlocks his phone. "No." Red fills my cheeks due to embarrassment.
