Chapter 2 Luckiest Bride

Meera ~

"I wish you died the day you were born" Keeping a straight face, she let her heart shatter into pieces as her father spouted Venomous words into her ear.

Isn't she the luckiest bride in this world? Who gets to hear such words from her own father, is marrying the man who does not love her?

A wedding is supposed to be the greatest ritual for anyone, such a blissful ritual but for her it is nothing but a sham.

She is marrying her sister's fiancee, the man she loves with her whole heart but he does not love her back.

Donned in beautiful custom-made white lace gown with real diamond adorned on the bodice in floral embroidery.

It is one of those rare beautiful dress that was made by greatest designer for the beautiful bride that was her sister. Her beautiful sister. Whom she--.

She blinked back the tears that were forming in the back of her eyes, as her sister's smiling face flashed across her eyes.

She took a deep breath as the church gate opened and the red carpet followed on the way of the asile waiting for her and her father to walk down.

Guest stood up in respect, some who does not know the truth beamed with happiness and those who knew the half of truth stared in delight, probably waiting for some drama.

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Among them pair of gray orbs followed the walk of the bride. The most beautiful woman in this world, the woman he loves, the woman who own his whole being.

His jaw clenched and with every step of her he felt something getting broken inside of him. She is supposed to be his and she is his.

This marriage is nothing for him, because by the end he will make her his no matter what.

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Each step felt as if she is walking on burnt coal. She should be happy. Isn't it what she wanted, wasn't it was her dream to marry Abram? Then why is she feeling numb?

She should be joyful, after all, what she ever desired and wanted was finally happening. She is going to have her forever with the love of her life.

The man who has her whole heart, body and soul. But she felt nothing, just numb.

Because how could she feel anything, after what she did? It was supposed to be her sister here, not her but she snatched him from her.

She was still in a numb trance when her hand touched something soft bringing her back into the real world.

She looked down at her hand placed in the hand of the man she loved and an electric charge passed through her veins.

The priest started to recite matrimonial vows and told them to follow after him.

She closed her eyes and saw flowers blooming as she recited all the vows with her heart.

The flower riped beautifully, as she firmly promised in front of the Lord to be with him in sickness and health, till eternity her heart belongs to him and only him.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife." A lone tear dropped from her eye, she felt calm there was no more chaos in my mind. For a moment she felt like the luckiest bride in the world who got to marry the love of her life.

"You may kiss the bride and seal the holy matrimony in front of the Lord" Her breath hitched and she looked up for the first time and her eyes met with the beautiful blue ones, void of any emotion.

How can someone look so beautiful and inhumanly gorgeous? Her heart leaped and she thanked god. She feels grateful, she is grateful.

A sad smile formed upon her lips and she tiptoed and wrapped her arms around his neck causing him to go stiff, she brought her lips closer to his ear and whispered--

"Even your hatred is mine now, Abram." And kissed on the corner of his lips.

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He grabbed her waist, squeezing the flesh harshly, and she held his shoulder for support but he jerked her hands in a swift moment. He leaned closer, bringing his lips closer to her ear, enough for her to shudder.

Chills ran down her spine, as his hot and ragged breathing burned down to her neck, his hold tightening over her waist painfully, causing her to let out a shaky whimper.

"Then I will make sure, you burn in my hatred" Another lone tear escaped from her eye falling upon her lip. How sad a wedding could be? Where one hates the other so much. That he would not even think for a moment before hurting her.

The same girl he saved when she was stuck in a cold dark room and coddled gently.

The cheers of congratulations brought them back and he pushed her away not harsh enough to make it obvious about how much he hated her.

The media captured the photographs, and why not? After all, she is the daughter of the biggest institutionalist in England who just got married to the heir of the wealthiest fortune.

They receive congratulations and blessings but not from their families because this is not what they want, but from the people who are genuinely happy for them. People who do not know the truth.

And in a flash moment, she saw her husband leaving her alone at the altar with his buddies. One of them she knows, Derek looked back at her with nothing but pity.

And she fanned her face trying to hide her embarrassment. She deserves every pity and hatred for life and ever now.

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Meera longingly watched her mother who was dancing with her father , lovingly and perfectly. Catching the eyes of almost everyone because that is how they both have always been. Iconic and the most elegant couple of the country.

People are jealous of them. They want to be them, they want to be us , their family. They want to be like James St. Henry James and Paris Lauren James the A- list Hollywood star. Beautiful Actress.

She wanted her mama to be with her and hug her but she know her mother won't hug her anymore, she barely looks at her, her mother also hates her now. Well who doesn't.

She sipped on her drink and uncomfortably shifted on the chair, as the dress which was made for her sister who has model figure has started to bug my fat butt. Yes, she is not obese but she is plump and full which doesn't certainly fit into the beauty standards.

Her eyes wandered around the room full of people dancing and found her mother in law Jessica Oberoi talking to her husband in a serious manner . Who suddenly looked at her with burning hot red anger in his eyes, that almost knocked her breath out.

What are they talking about? She stood up as she saw him walking toward her in long strides and in seconds he was in front of her with his 6.7 feet of height.

He grabbed her hand and and placed another on her waist. Without any explanation he lead her out of the Hotel where dinner was arranged.

He smiled fakely , pretending as if they are going to make love that is why they are leaving, earning chuckles from the guests.

She look back at her parents who look at her with emotionless eyes. Oh how she hoped that atleast she would see the flicker of emotion in my mother's eyes but there was none.

And within minutes she was thrown onto the backseat and her husband just ordered the chauffeur to take us his home.

Her heart thudded inside her chest, as if it's gonna rip out. His home , that means she really married to the man she love, it is not a dream and she is going his home that will be her home from now on.

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Love Piara