" good morning baby " I spoke into the phone, while making my way downstairs to get some breakfast.
" morning sweetheart " my heart fluttered at the sound of his voice. I sighed dreamily into the phone as I pictured his Raven black hair and his crystal blue eyes, his slightly crooked nose and a jaw line so sharp it could cut you, and his soft baby pink lips that were always so kissable.
" I love you " I told him, he chuckled softly " I love you too baby girl "
I could hear the smile in his voice.
My mum, sister and three best friends were huddled in the kitchen and they seemed to be cooking up a storm, not wanting to interfere I quietly walked past the kitchen into the living room and gently sat on the sofa and cuddles up with a pillow " four more hours! " I squealed onto the phone to him, he chuckled. We talked a little more and hung up.
I sighed softly before taking a breather and let it all sink in, I WAS GETTING MARRIED, and it was to the love of my life and his love for me has been shown time and time again for the past 3 years of being together by waiting, I wanted to wait until marriage and he respected that, so he's been celibate for me for 3 years, and with a guy as good looking as he is it makes me feel so unbelievably special.
I sighed again before getting up and making my way into the kitchen with a smile upon my face as I walked through the door I was at takes with high pitched squeals and the wait of 5 people
Let the torture begin
I gazed at myself in the mirror in awe, here I stood in my beautiful white gown, my hair was up in an elegant bun with a few pieces of my hair framing my face with a tiara in front with the veil attached, I glanced at my face, my eyes were a dark smokey with my eyelashes dark and long framing them.
My skin was flawless thanks to colour correction concealer and foundation, my lips were a glossy light gold and I had a simple diamond necklace and matching earrings. I looked beautiful.
I had shooed everyone to the church already and made my way downstairs noticing I only had a couple of minutes left until the limo driver arrived.
I paced in the corridor beginning to get nervous, before I could start to doubt this there was a knock at my door, I frowned notching I still had a few more minuets but made my way to the door anyway, I opened it wide with my smile matching, I was so happy.
A woman stood there looking nervous holding something behind her back, I eyes her curiously " hello" I said to her, she looked me up and down before frowning a little before replying in a soft almost regretful tone " are you Emily Burkes? " I couldn't help but giggle back my reply " soon to be Othello, but yes I am "
" may I please come in? " I frowned a little before nodding and stepping to the side do she can walk past, she walked straight past me and walking past the stir case and kitchen and taking the right corridor towards the living room, I frowned. She knew her way round like she had been here before, I shook my head gently before closing the door and followed her.
When I arrived she was already seated playing with I fingers, I slowly and cautiously walked into the room and sat on the chair opposite hers. " how can I help you?" I asked her, she sighed before looking in my eyes and moving a brown envelope into her lap, her eyes watered before speaking " I'm so sorry, I didn't know, I swear I didn't. I only found out by the paper a month ago, he never told me about you, if he did I would've stayed away " she gushed out as a few tears dropped from her eyes, I felt my chest tighten and my stomach squeeze together as my own eyes teared up.
She looked at the envelope again before handing it to me " I met Liam 3 years ago at a bar, where he charmed his way into my pants, we then continued to date..." I opened the envelope to see pictures of them together, my heart broke hearing her speak as tears fell from my eyes seeing them kiss in a picture "...on our 6 month anniversary he took me away for a weekend, but I fell ill and came back where he looked after me until..." She hesitated seeing my tears, I nodded for her to continue "...we found out I was pregnant..." My heart shuttered more as I gazed at the ultrasound "...we raised my son together when a month ago when I gazed at your engagement story, I felt so bad. He was dating me and we had a child together and he promised me marriage..I'm so sorry " she said one more time before she left.
I carried on staring at the photos of them together, as a family, DNA results confirming he's the dad. The tears couldn't stop falling. I was broken, betrayed and so unbelievably hurt. I slowly got up and made my way to ou-my bedroom when I got there the first thing I saw was my reflection in the mirror, my black tear stained cheeks and bloodshot eyes in my perfect white wedding dress for the perfect day for the perfect guy. I laughed bitterly before growing angry, feeding it with my hurt as I picked up objects and threw them around screaming
THE LYING SCUM
THE CHEATING BASTARD
WHY?!
I threw things at the mirror creating cracks and making the glass shatter before ripping the tiara veil of my head messing up my hair in the process. I finally sat down on my bed with the envelope in my hands and staring into nothing.
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