Twist Of fate

Chapter 1

Stacey's P.O.V

It was a late summer afternoon. The small piece of land faced a breathtaking sunset over a large stretch of sea water. The sound of waves filled the atmosphere. Jasmine scented candles hung low from the tree branches. Spread down the aisle were delicate white leaves with a tinge of pink. Chairs were set on the sides of the aisle. Family and strangers in tuxedos and evening wear stood at their seats. Everything was like a dream come true.
But why was I feeling numb. Wasn't I suppose to be happy, anxious, nervous, something or anything?
The chauffeur opened the car door for me and I stepped out, clutching the bouquet of scented lilies in my hands. I took two steps forward and met the eyes of my step father. He smiled at me and tucked my hands under his. He would smile, after all, it was his dream come true. I focused on the aisle and the people who were standing for my procession. I was barely aware of the music that was playing or the guests eyes on me or the people and photographers taking picture. If people wowed at my dress' spectacular beauty or the waves that flowed from my hair or at mere astonishment that this wedding was actually happening, I certainly can't remember. I simply wasn't paying attention.

I finally lifted my eyes and stared into a pair of sad green ones. Emotion flooded me and I didn't care about what the world did anymore.. It was like everthing stopped: the music, the ocean waves, guest, everything. For that moment, it's just me and him, nothing else mattered. I wanted to cry, I wanted to hug him, kiss him. But I couldn't. You see he wasn't the one my stepfather was leading me to. I don't even know how he managed to get an invitation for the wedding. I couldn't think of a reason why he'd want to be there. A lump formed in my throat as tears formed in my eyes. I shook my head subtly warning myself quite seriously 'Dont you dare spill a tear. You are strong. And this is just for one year. You've had it better than most'

With those thoughts in my mind I tore my gaze away from him, looking straight ahead. And that's when I saw him my future husband. He stood tall, shoulders back, his teeth clenched showing his strong jawline, he held a confident aura around him. His piercing blue eyes staring at me angrily. There was a fire inside them. He hates me, I realized and now every step I took towards him, I felt the knot in my stomach getting tighter
At the end of aisle my stepfather hugged me and gave me a glare I knew meant 'Don't you dare do anything stupid", and then kissed me on the forehead before presented me to my soon to be husband.

I've read stories of forced marriages and everyone says the wedding ceremony was a blur. It wasn't. It was as boring as hell and I remember glaring at the minister anytime tried to elongate stuff. I remember zoning out finally and thinking about Blake. And I had to be tapped several time to be reminded to say my vows. This seemed to infuriate my new husband more.

The reception was actually a blur. I ate my way throughout the entire program. Before I realized, my stepfather was tapping me to follow my husband. The reception was over!

Soon I was seated in the front seat of his car totally not ready to start a new chapter of my life. For the entire journey, I kept reminding myself, everything will be fine, it will be alright, it is just for one year.

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