Broken Vows

...Honeymoon...

chapter 3:

"Finally!"

i turned around to see an overall exhausted Chris sprawled all over the king sized bed. We just arrived in our  honeymoon suit of one of the most luxurious hotels in Paris. The flight was quite bumpy due to bad weather and on top of that we were caught in traffic jam on the way here, so it's reasonable for us to be tired especially Chris cause throughout the journey i used the poor man as my pillow.

So embarrassing. He even carried me all the way up here as i was too sleepy to walk on my own.

Way to go Gabrielle. He might start thinking that i married him to be my personal comforter, pillow, carrier, chauffeur, etc.

Well it's not entirely my fault, since i was too tired and bored as i was not even aware of the honeymoon plans they were made by Chris, he wanted it to be a surprise for me. Not that i'm complaining. In fact i'm glad about it. I love Paris and always wanted to visit it and maybe Chris knew about.

I moved closer to the wall size window, stepping out in the balcony. It offered a beautiful view of the Paris setting sun. I can see Eiffel Tower from here. The Glittering lights made the view even more breathtakingly.

I was pulled out of my reverie when my brand new husband decided to talk. "Penny for your thoughts." Chris asked half lying on the bed. He looked tired but still there was this charm on his face which made me mesmerised ever time i look at him.

I wonder if we're going to consummate our wedding tonight.

"Ella?"

What the heck am i thinking about. I shook my head, clearing my mind off anything unwanted.

"Nothing." i replied hiding my already red face, the biggest drawback of having pale skin tone.

He squinted his eyes, " then come sit here." patting the vacant space beside him on the bed.

I bit my lips before moving forward and taking my seat. But the previous embarrassing thoughts that my dirty mind had imagined made it even more self conscious of my actions and difficult to sit beside him, i slowly looked up to meet the already focused eyes of Chris.

I blushed even more. what's going on with me?

He pushed a strand of hair behind my ears. " You look nervous."

"I am"

"Why?"

I just stared into his eyes not knowing how to express my thoughts and concerns. Should i tell him or wait for a better time.

He adjusted himself before cupping my face between his palms. " You know you can always tell me what is bothering you. OK."

"Are going to be upset, if i tell you what is bothering me?"

he took a deep breath, before speaking, "If you're not going to tell me then maybe i will get upset."

looks like this is the best opportunity to come clear of my thoughts.

"I was going to cancel this wedding."my hurt thumped hard in anticipation as i told him. For a second he looked pale and his eyes grew big in shock. He was clearly not expecting this when he asked what was bothering me.

He gaped like a fish out of water, the longer he took to respond the more i feared the reaction.

Finally after complete five minutes of torture on my side he spoke. " why?"

"I was scared Chris and i'm still not completely OK with this sudden changes in my life." I looked straight in his eyes, i needed him to see what i'm going through.