Finding Us (Christian Interracial Romance)

Moving Forward

Cecilia

"Cecilia! Thank goodness you're here. I've gotta tell you something!" One of my best friends from day one Sylvia stresses as she drags me by my hand to her master bedroom.

"What's up? What's the sitch?" I inquiry and notice the piles of paper scattering on the floor.

"Cecilia, as much as I loved watching Kim Possible growing up; the wedding singer bounced, that's the sitch! She bowed out," Sylvia reveals, letting go of my hand. "Noah and I booked Savana Drakos as our wedding singer five months ago after we watched her singing at someone's wedding in Italy on Instagram. We reached out and asked her to sing at her wedding because she sang beautifully; she accepted the request. Long story short; she called me at exactly 4:43 this morning to notify me that she's no longer singing at our wedding and moved on to sing at another couple's wedding. She blocked me and Noah on Instagram!" Sylvia explains.

"Dang, Sylvie. That's really messed up from her." I shake my head in disbelief and I crouch to her level, placing my hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

"And what's worse; she robbed $400 from Noah and I! We split the $200 and came up with the $400 to pay her to be our wedding singer." Sylvia adds.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry this happened to you and Noah. From what you just told me, it seems to me that Savana is a scam artist because she took your money and she dropped her plans to sing at your wedding to sing at another couple's wedding with a plan to fool them as well. You and Noah don't deserve to be scammed by some so-called singer to take your money. Both of you deserve a singer to sing a song that celebrates your love for each other," I advise.

"That's the thing; Noah and I know exactly who we want to have as our wedding singer. We've known her for years. She is a recent Grammy nominated artist and has won five awards. To top it off; she happens to be my best friend as well as my maid of honor, who introduced me to the love of my life in Pre-K."

Realizing what she's implying, my eyes grow in puzzlement. "You guys want me to sing at your wedding as well?"

"Hell to the yeah! You have the best singing voice ever!"

Just as I'm about to ask Sylvia a question on how much she and Noah want me to sing at their wedding, she beats me to it. "You're free."

"I'd be honored to do so." I agree. Instantly, she squeals excitingly she swathes her arms around me as I envelope my arms around her for brief seconds before pulling away.

"This is wonderful news! Thank you, CeCe," Sylvia exclaims. "I have a song I want you to sing at our wedding."

"What is it?" I ask.

Sylvie grabs her phone from her bed and skillfully types on her phone. The introduction piano set in an E major key commences before this captivating and emotional male voice tugs at my heartstrings. Sylvia then shows me the song title and the artist on her phone screen; "Biblical" by Calum Scott.

"CeCe, I want you to sing this song when my dad and I are walking down the aisle." Sylvia tells with a smile expanding on her face while I listen to the song that intrigues my ears. Sylvia turns the song off her phone.

"You betcha," I promise with an assuring grin before an idea pops in my head. "You know what I'm thinking?"

Sylvia knits her brows together. "What?"

"Let's expose the bitch on social media," I suggest. I watch Sylvie's eyes growing big and her jaw drop to the floor.

"Yeah!" Sylvie concurs and hurriedly turns her phone on to go on Instagram to select the receipts before she starts typing up a storm. "All done!" Sylvia sings in a high pitched voice. What seems like forever, Sylvia shows me a paragraph as long as Rapunzel's hair.

'B E W A R E! If you see or know this woman that goes by the name of Savana Drakos, do not hire her to sing at your wedding!!! She'll find another couple who are planning their wedding to rob their money and block them on social media before moving on to the next couple just like she did with my fiance and I! Five months ago, we paid $400 for this woman to sing at our wedding after watching her perform at a wedding taking place in Italy on Instagram, prompting my fiance and I to ask her to sing at our wedding because she has a tremendous voice, that I can't deny. That is until I got a call from her at 4:43 this morning when she told me that she's no longer singing at our and found another couple who asked her to sing at their wedding. WTF! Our wedding is on next Saturday and she decided to dump us for another couple's wedding! I immediately told my fiance the bad news, who was awake at the moment and he was livid as hell like I was. We already filed a report to the FTC and our case is pending as of now. Ykw it's a blessing in disguise because our childhood best friend agreed to sing at our big day for free anyway. What's done in the dark, will come to light. Please be vigilant on who you would like to book for your wedding or any special occasion, that's all I have to say. Be vigilant.' 

After reading the paragraph with my eyes, I mentally applaud Sylvia for airing Savana Drakos' dirty laundry as I noticed her post has gone public for everybody to see because she needs to let it out anyway.

"Now that my venting feels really good, is your boyfriend coming to the wedding?"

"You mean, my ex boyfriend?" I correct with a dismissive scoff and a sudden gasp escapes from her mouth.

"You and Aiden broke up? What happened?" Sylvia inquiries, resting her hand on my shoulder.

"He's an official Tater Tot."

Sylvia scrunches up her eyebrows. "A what now?"

"A Tater Tot-- he's a follower of Andrew Tate." I explain and the look of realization hits her like the waves of the ocean.

"Oh, gosh! Yeah, I heard about that douche bag." Sylvia realizes. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine and free. He's free to do whatever he wants to do in his life while I'm doing the same thing with mine."

"Thank you, Jesus!" Sylvia praises and throws her arms around me, pulling me in a tight embrace. That's my best friend for y'all. Her hugs may be big, but I love her. She, her twin sister Jacqueline and I have known each other when we were four years old. The following year, we three of us were attending Pre-K and I remember one day when Sylvia was upset because she forgot her orange and I already knew Noah. I had an orange from my lunch box and I told him to give the orange to Sylvia because she was really upset. From that moment, the fireworks spark between these two twenty six years later.