Chapter 4 . The After Party

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Will and I met with his parents at the church's parking lot. The Andersons were looking genuinely happy and did not for a second allow their smiles to fade away.

"You're finally here." Mrs Anderson spoke

"What are we doing here?" I asked

"We are going to a hotel, darling." Mrs Anderson responded

"A hotel! Why's that? It has been a busy day. I thought we were heading home." I spoke

"We will head home immediately after we are done with the hotel business. Now let's get in the car and get going." Mr Anderson.
We all hopped in a white Volkswagon golf and drove off. Driving to the hotel Mrs Anderson narrated how the wedding was perfect and how she enjoyed herself. She also praised me saying that I am a well laid-back chic and that Will was so lucky to have married a girl like me.
In my head , I disagreed with her on everything. The wedding was crappy and although I was a drop-dead gorgeous lady, Will Anderson was not lucky to marry me. If only they knew what a filthy person I was, they wouldn't even want to see me leave alone making me one of them.

About thirty minutes later, the driver pulled over at a hotel and we used the elevator to get upstairs.

"Will, will escort you to your room and we will meet downstairs in a few minutes." Mrs Anderson spoke. She and her husband walked down the hallway as Will and I walked in a room that bored a tag with our names.
I stood by the door allowing myself to get carried away by the alluring beauty of the so called our room. Everything was looking perfect, especially the decor and the king-sized bed. On the bed was a long red dress , a pair of black heels and some jewelleries placed carefully. Beside those were a man's outfit, a white official shirt, a pair of grey khaki pants and a pair of black shoes, also placed perfectly on the bed.

"This is our tonight's outfit." Will spoke bringing me back from the imaginary world where I was already convincing myself that that was where he had chosen for us to spend our honeymoon.
"We don't have much. We should get changed. Do you wish to be excused?" Will asked

"I would like to take a shower first." I said

"You can't. There's no time for that." Will responded, and before I could ask why, his mom walked in our room.

"Come on, guys. Why aren't you dressed yet?" She asked

"I was telling Will that I wanted to shower first."

"And I told her she can't take a shower because we don't have that much time."

"He's right, darling. There's no time for a shower. The party is already rolling."

"The party?"

"Yes, the after party." Will responded

"After party?"

"Yes, after the wedding party. Have you not heard of after parties before?" Will asked

"I have. I just didn't expect we were going to have one ." I responded

"Let's get you dressed up." Mrs Anderson said , and took a step closer to me and helped me get out of my wedding dress.
As Mrs Anderson helped me change, Will stepped in the other room and after a few minutes walked back fully changed.
Once we were done, we all exited the room and headed for the hotel's basement.

"A party in the basement, huh!" I said while we stepped off the elevator.
"Anyway, who is invited to this after party?" I asked as we approached the door to a room where calm music was playing.

"It's a surprise, darling." Mrs Anderson responded

"Damn it! I despise surprises. And woman, cut it out calling me darling. I hate it." I said to myself.

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