𝑼𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 !

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The external noise, the sound of
trucks and delivery workers , unimaginable crowding .

But i am the only one who lying on my bed , i am met by the White wedding dress embroidered with fine italian lace famous designer "Garavani " . Especially for my grandmother , it's her wedding dress . I really want to belong to her era for her personality, her beauty , her strength . She's an icon .

You were little surprised , today it's my wedding day , yes my wedding me and my bodyguard . How and when ? Honestly i don't know , it was so quick that i was the one who asked for marry him, this is bold right ! .

How could valencia torricelli accept mariage to a person like lorenzo ? I mean the real valencia wouldn't have done this because in her eyes is just a selfish , arrogant , narcissist idiot like the other man i hate , taken as an enemy .

How he can be my husband today?

My husband ! What the fuck is that, god .

No, like i will hold his hand in front of everyone and we will walk on the red carpet while everyone watching . I do not have social phobia , but when i am with him , things change .

Maybe i should stop thinking and prepare myself .

As a bride.

While i was thinking about how to prepare myself . The door of my room opened violently with a big dressing , make up and wigs headed by a girl and a blond guy . Here we began .

" Nice to met you , Mrs valencia torricelli , i am rafael owner of the elegant beauty salon , we are at your service "

The blond guy was the first to speak.

" Excuse me Rafael, but i'm not a lady "

" But you will be mr .lorenzo federov's lady "

His response was concious i will not be a miss anymore .

" I'm Vanessa , his assistant . I hope we are in your good graces , it's an honor to work with you "

That was nice.

" Thanks, where do we start ?"

I asked nervously .

" All you have to do is to order "

" Let's start with the hair "

Will i keep telling you about the boring details of hair and make up ? I like simplicity in everything . So i chose simple light make up and left my hair slightly layered , i didn't wear any accessories exept a small diamond earring that was a gift from my grandpa to grandma and i remember that he instructed to wear it on a day like this . Which i didn't expect it to happen , but the truth is that i wanted to happen .

My grandfather always told me that loneliness kills people .

"Never die alone "

He was Lucky man with my grandma and did not die alone . But What about me ? Will lorenzo be like grandpa ?

I will not die alone, i don't want to.

Okay enough talk , it's time to wear the dress .

Every time i see it , i imagine my grandma in it. I have a picture of her in it as if she were a queen from the victorian era .

Their wedding was in the oldest most lexurious opera house in italy , to the sound of violins , just perfect . But i chose my comfort place , m'y peace, i think it's clear .

" The beatch "

I prepared the decoration and all the stuff, all i need to do was attend.

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