Guardian Angel

chapter 1

It’s not that I didn’t want to get married but not now. No one would understand that. I told my dad that I would marry the one he would choose. So, why the hell he wanted me to marry now...

I was sitting in the car, going to the church to attend my marriage. Marriage was an auspicious occasion. It was supposed to bind two souls. But here I was, who had never talked with his soon to be husband. Neither he tried to.

I never saw him. I had his photo in my mobile which dad sent weeks ago, but I never wanted to see. I also said no to any of those meetings/ dates that were planned by dad. I wish he would hate me but I didn’t hate him, not really. I just didn’t want anyone to come on my way to win the ‘math Olympiad.’ I was only marrying him because I trust my dad’s choice and if things went bad then we could end up the wedding.
Sorry I forgot to introduce myself. It’s Oh Sehun. Trust me, I loved my surname. And it was not gonna be changed for this unwanted marriage. Kim Sehun!! Eww, it sounded worse than anything. I might sound like an arrogant but seriously, I just can’t let my mind to accept the whole mess.

I wished that Kai, my husband, would never interfere in my life. It was not his fault. May be his family was also forcing him to marry me. But I didn’t care!! I had been
dreaming this since forever and I couldn’t let this wedding to ruin that.

Our car stopped and I looked out to see that we had reached the church already. I came out of the car just to witness my surroundings, and only one word came into my mind ‘beautiful’. I couldn’t remove my eyes until my dad pulled me with him. I slowly went inside. With all taken steps, I was hoping for any miracle to happen, so that this wedding could be stopped. But then, I found myself looking at a boy, clad in white tuxedo, whom I suppose was my husband. I went straight to the stage and stood beside him. He had a face that was reflecting sadness. His eyes were swollen and red. Was he crying? My heart ached at this thought for a moment before I rubbed the balm of ‘I should not care’ on it. Father started the procedure of marriage, immediately, as if he just wanted to finish
this and run. Someone should tell him that we are not running. So, he should slow down.

Soon the marriage ended and we were asked to kiss each other. I knew I couldn’t see my face but I’m sure my eyes would be bigger in size. Because, of course, the kiss….How could I forget. It would be my first kiss. And, how… how could I kiss someone I met recently?

He stood there like a statue. Instead of looking at me, he looked down while others were screaming ‘kiss’ ‘kiss’ loudly as if it was their wedding. We stood there for few minutes. When I saw that none of us were gonna do anything, I moved forward to kiss him. But I couldn’t help myself to kiss his lips. Lip kisses were… precious which we shared with the ones we loved. It meant love, care, affection, intimacy and I didn’t feel
a single thing towards him. So, I, gathering my courage, held his jaw gently and planted a kiss in his forehead. His skin was soft against my hand. I felt him tremble as soon as my lips laded his forehead and I looked down to see his hands were fisted tightly with his eyes closed tightly. For a moment, I thought of holding him and taking him away from the internal conflict he was having but then again, I rubbed the balm of ‘I shouldn’t care’ again.