15 Places To Love

☆CHAPTER TWO ☆

(Please ignore the mistakes)

Ceara's pov:

The wedding was planned in park because Vincent's dad said this park was Vincent's favorite park. I was sitting a room waiting for my maid of honor to come and take me to the car so the we can get done with this stupid wedding.
The door opened but it wasn't the the girl i was expecting, the girl standing in front of me was a mess, her hair were looking like a bird nest, her makeup was smeared, she had puffy eyes it looked liked she cried her eyes out before coming here. She had a bottle of beer in her hand, she walked towards me but due to alcohol in her system she was stumbling.I opened my my mouth but i was cut by her slurring voice," you bitch.....!!" She got a shot from her beer before continuing, "He is mine, you fucking gold digger, he loves me, he will never love a slut like you."

She walked to towards me and poked her perfectly manicured nail into my chest, "i will have him in my arms in no time."
With that said i she walked towards the door before walking out she took another swung for the bottle and looked at me up and down with so much disgust like i was the most disgusting creature on earth, this made me angry i m not someones door mat not

I folded my hands on my chest, "So you are one of his slut?" I sneered .. She turned around, if looks could kill i would have been six feet under the ground by now, but before she could reply me my brother rudely interrupted a very fruitful encounter by my futures husband's mistress. "Hey...." John stopped when he realized i wasn't alone, he embarrassingly said, "sorry to interrupted you guys, mom is calling you down." With that said he looked down and scratched the back of his neck and walked out of the room. I looked at the slut standing, i plastered a fake smile and mocked, "excuse me, My man is waiting for me to walk down the aisle." The words that came out of my mouth were foreign to my tongue. The slut standing was so shocked in front of me, i myself was dumbfounded by the new confidence i have found, i walked pass the shocked whore down to the hall where my family and my maid of honor aka my best friend were waiting. The lead me outside where a charioooo.....

I was so confuse, i look at my mom too explain me whats going on she giggled like a teenager while skipping towards me in her six inch heel and elatedly said " Mr Greyson told this was your husbands idea, such a gentlemen he is." I looked at Mr Greyson to make sure whether he is lying or not but his expressions were so hard to read. I look at the chariot standing in front of me it was of a pumpkin shape but instead of being orange it was white, it looked like someone took it out from the Cinderella story it was exactly like that such a beautiful thing. The horse to which it was attach was pure white, it was so tall and had long hair,it looked like a royal horse. I was so busy admiring the beauty standing in front of that i didn't realize that Mr Greyson was now standing write next to, "its beautiful,isn't?" I nodded in response because i was speechless. How i wish i would have been marrying to the guy i love instead of a manwhore. Such a waste of beautiful chariot. I heard Mr Greyson speak, his voice dragged me out of my thoughts, "He is Vincent's horse, his name is spitfire."
I smiled, "Its a lovely name." He mimicked my expression," it suits him and his owner as well, they both are fierce." I looked at him to elaborate what he was saying but he didn't he pat my back and said, "Trust me you are marrying a good man, He may act like an ass sometimes but he got a heart of gold its just that life wasn't fair to him.just give him a chance" With that said he gestured me to move towards the chariot , he helped me in setting inside the chariot.
I sat inside with so many questions running inside my mind.

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It took us an hour or so to reach there.It was a beautiful sunny day, birds were chirping,The garden chosen for my wedding was beautiful they were white benches set, and on the way towards the stage path as decorated with white lavenders . The guests were seated of either side of the isle with handcrafted tree trunk benches. The air was comforting.

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Vincent's pov :

It was an outdoor wedding ,mom said it will be a warm environment well fuck I am sweaty . While i walked to the aisle. The early May sun peeked out occasionally brighten up the view and i take a moment to actually observe the place . A pleasant breeze from the north rustled in the surrounding shrubs making me nervous all of a sudden. The wind greeting the guests and family members as they took their seats on either side of the walk leading to the gazebo in the garden sorrounded with flower boxes and white fabric curtains hanging on the corner of each entrance. Sweet strains of classical music drifted through the crowd that sounded totally shitty making it look like a happy amd peaceful placed. ed. Balloons and streamers fluttered around the railing and banisters of the enterence of the aisle, a festive mixture of light blue, and white. The park was filled with the smell of lavender and might get diabetes because this was too fucking sweet for me.

The wedding planning crew, one of the top planners were hired to arrange this unwanted wedding i may mention. But they did their work welldone the crew wearing a black t shirt with their goddy logo printed on it. Besides that I colud also sightsome media crew thoughit was supposed to be a bloody quite and secret wedding. Tell me about it.

The music stopped, and all heads turned to face the far end of the walk.A cariage awaited at the other end of the isle, it was a two horse carriage white with golden plated door decorated with a large bouquet of white tulips. The opening to the bridal chorus started to play. Down the isle she came. She wore a strapless wedding gown following a long tail behind her with net embroidery on her bodice. Rhinestones and pearl beads were sewn on her gown,it is probably by armani because they offered my dad as a wedding gift for the bride. She also wore a two-tier veil, with a matching crystal head-piece. She held a French rose silk bouquet. Here I wore a black, single-breasted, satin tuxedo with a white-wing collar shirt by my usual ass designer .

The music faded, and the clergyman stepped up to the microphone, Bible in hand and started the congratulatory message but it was all a blur, actually i went in a flashback.
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P.s gown of the bride in the picture.