Cursed To Be His Bride ✔️

Chapter Twenty Five: Lisa

What again? Did I hear them right or there was this loud bang in my head that prevented me from hearing?

I must've missed a word or two, right?

Wedding? Tomorrow?

They knew it was just a joke and they were messing with me, wasn't it? I couldn’t really think of any other reason or logic.

I gazed silently at Edward’s side and saw him striving against the familiar horror and confusion that had masked my expressions at the moment.

There was really no point or logic in her words that my mind could process.

Married to Edward? That thought had me thinking deeply in a state of stupor.

I was dreaming my next ten years with him at the moment and how doomed my life was going to be.

If this was their way of torturing an innocent life then they were crueler than I thought. This distress could overwhelm any physical pain!

“Isn’t it Malcolm?” She asked Malcolm who stood across from her behind me.

“It is indeed Rory.” He replied to her smirk with an evil glint of his.

I was kept getting more distressed as the reality seemed to be pacing up with Edward and he stared between Malcolm and Rory in bemusement and bafflement.

“Wait, she’s Rory?” He asked as if not believing him.

Malcolm and Rory shared a few knowing looks like they were trying to choke their laughs. And at last when it became hard to hold it in, both of them burst into laughing.

And what even more annoying than their laugh was that Edward and others had joined them in their act whilst I stayed completely out of any clue.

I actually felt like the time when I went to school studying science accidently during my math test.

I couldn’t have been more fooled than I already was so I decided to speak up, “Would you tell me now what’s so funny?”

I asked keeping my voice awfully calm and smiling a little myself. I just couldn’t help it.

They gazed at me still smiling which made me smile too.

“I like the idea of you not knowing.” Rory grinned and for once her tone wasn’t laced with venom she must’ve wanted to kill me with.

I sighed in return.

“We’re getting married tomorrow.” Malcolm was suddenly by Rory’s side with his arm wrapped around her waist.

They looked at each other sharing secret glimpses of an emotion I wasn’t accustomed to. When they peeked into each other’s eyes, it seemed as if for a moment they’d forgotten our presence.

And I didn’t know what I felt at the moment but for a while I felt like I was reminiscing an old piece of memory—though I didn’t remember what I’d recalled, it felt both like a relief and sadness took over my soul.

And I just stared at them without feeling anything but a whiff of melancholy.

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HE NIGHT WAS BRIGHT AND SHINY looking up in the clouds. If I had to contrast it with something I’d take a piece of diamond or a juvenile smile of Jenna’s.

As I stared up above, I recalled of the old memories. I summoned the happiness from the past to overcome my loneliness of tonight.

I had nothing better to do and currently had no real company so I just sat there with my legs crossed over one another and playing with my fingers.