Chapter 2 The Night Before

Elena's POV:

I stood on my balcony and watched the beautiful sunset as it cast a warm glow in the city. Tomorrow was my wedding day, and I couldn't contain my excitement.

I walked into the room when the day became dark and laid on my bed, feeling the soft silky sheet under me after a very nice spa treatment.

I heard a knock on my door. "Hi Elena," Sarah, my stepsister, greeted me with a smile on her face as she walked into my room.

"Hi Sarah, what's up?" I responded, sitting upright. I felt surprised to see Sarah walk into my room.

Sarah's facial expression softened as she approached me. "Elena, I know that we aren't as close as sisters should be, but I want you to know that I am sincerely happy for you. Congratulations sister. You are going to become Caleb's wife tomorrow," she smiled. "Soon to me, Mrs. Smith."

Sarah is my stepsister, but we are completely different. We haven't had a good relationship since we were kids, and we barely get along with each other.

I smiled at Sarah. "Thank you so much, sister." I hugged her tightly; tears welled up in my eyes and I felt a lump form in my throat. This is the first time Sarah has said something meaningful and nice to me.

I pulled away from her and wiped my tears.

"Sorry about that. I'm just overwhelmed with everything." I chuckled dryly.

"I understand, Elena. Enough of the emotions; how about we hang out tonight? Let's go clubbing!" Sarah exclaimed in excitement.

Clubbing has never been my thing. I shrugged and looked at her, ready to oppose her, but she pressed on.

"Elena, today is your last day of being a single woman. Why don't we go out and do something crazy? You won't get to do more of this when you are married." she said:

I thought about it for a while and shook my head.

Sarah pressed on, "Common, Elena. Just this night."

An invitation I rarely received from her. We haven't spent time together; our relationship has always been complicated.

I hesitated, my fingers were drumming on my lap as I gave it so much thought. I thought it might be a chance for us to connect and create memories together before embarking on this new journey in my life.

I love Sarah dearly as a sister, but I have never been attracted to her personality. She has always been my father's favourite because I wasn't his biological daughter, even though I am the eldest.

"It won't be a bad idea." I nodded in agreement with a little smile.

Hanging out with her won't be a big deal, and besides, she is still my sister even though we are not related by blood.

Mr. Williams adopted me when I was dumped by the roadside. I was barely 5 months old. After a few months, Sarah was born, and we grew up together as a family.

I wanted to connect with her before my wedding.

I walked up to my closet and changed into a short black dress, which revealed my hourglass figure, and my heels clicked to the floor.

My make-up was flawless, and my black, long hair rested on my waist.

Sarah dressed up in a short dress, and her blond hair was curled.

We arrived at the club, and the party began. The spinning lights from the ceiling emitted beams of light that illuminated the dancing floor. The club was packed with people dancing and jumping to the loud music.

I slowly sipped my drink and kept drinking until I loosened up a bit, and my usual uptight conduct was melting away gradually.

Sarah seemed to mingle in the lively crowd, her eyes scanning the room. She seemed to know her way around.

The loud music made it almost impossible to have a proper conversation with her.

"Look at this hottie," she spoke up, pointing to a guy across the room. "I want to have him tonight. What do you think?" she asked.

"Sarah, you can't do that with a stranger. Are you sure about this?" I held her arm, giving her a disapproving look.

She smiled at me and arranged the strands of my messed-up hair.

"A one-night stand won't hurt," she responded.

I shook my head, disagreeing with her suggestion.

"We came here together, and we will leave here together. It's getting late already. We should leave already." I responded.

"Alright sis... I'll be back in a bit." She said and stood up from her seat.

"I'm serious about it, Sarah," I responded, my eyes fixed on her.

"Okay, fine. Give me a few minutes; I'll be back," she said as she walked away and disappeared into the crowd. I carefully watched her as she approached the guy and gently caressed his body.

As the night went on, I had a few more drinks and enjoyed the loud music.

That's when I began to feel tipsy. My eyes were rolling. Sarah vanished in the crowd. I brought out my phone and managed to text Sarah.

"Can we go now? I think I'm a bit tipsy," I typed.

She didn't respond, so I called her mobile phone, but there was no answer.

My phone buzzed later on. "I'm in the bathroom; I will be with you shortly," she replied.

I waited for what felt like forever. Time began to move faster, and I couldn't wait any longer. When I turned to leave, I bumped into a strong guy. He seemed to look at me lustfully, and I managed to ignore him and make my way outside.

I stood outside trying to order a ride back home when a guy grabbed my waist.

"How dare you?" I shouted, turning back at him. He grabbed my wrist and forcefully tried to bring me closer to him.

I screamed and struggled with him. I tried to move away from his grub, but he held me tighter. Suddenly, he left me and fell to the floor.

I turned around to see a guy with cold, piercing blue eyes. His hair was perfectly curled, and he had a muscular body. He had punched the strange guy.

He saved me from the guy, and I managed to grab my purse and quickly walk out of the scene. I was too drunk to walk, and I almost lost balance. He rushed to me and held me by the waist.

"Hey! Where do you live? It's not good for you to be out here alone," he voiced out.

"Uh..." I forced myself to speak, but the words didn't seem to come out. Just then, I passed out and saw darkness everywhere.

****

I woke up from my slumber when the morning sunrays fell on my skin. My mind was so cloudy that I did not feel like myself. The soft silk sheets that covered me were not the usual ones that I woke up to.

I slowly blinked my eyes open, and my eyes were fixed on an unusual ceiling that I wasn't used to waking up to which made my skin crawl. My body and my head ached badly.

My eyes widened, and I lifted the blanket to see that I was putting on a white shirt without pants. I almost screamed when I realised that I was in a strange room.

"This is not a dream. Where am I?" I muttered silently to myself.

I had no clue about the time or my whereabouts.

Suddenly, the door swung open. A man with a muscular body walked into the room. His curly hair was messy, and his blue-piercing eyes were fixed on mine. I felt a spark inside of me and my heart raced. His piercing gaze left me breathless.

He was holding a glass of water and some tablets. "You passed out in the car," he explained.

"Where am I?" I asked; my voice was hoarse.

"You are at my place. I couldn't get your address," he answered. His voice was deep and firm.

My heart raced. "I hope we didn't," I asked, making sure that I didn't mess up with a strange guy.

He smiled, shaking his head. "Not at all," he said.

He looked so sexy. My gaze was on his soft lips. I drifted my head and took the drugs off the table.

I swallowed the tablet and drank the water, but my eyes widened in shock. My mind went plank and I panicked.

How could I have forgotten? It's my wedding today!