A F F A I R S

Liv

This was it, the day I got to meet the man I would spend the rest of my life with and say 'I do.' to.

The sun was so bright outside and it shone mercilessly on the ground underneath.

It was my wedding day and there were no signs of blessings. I always knew that if it was a blessed day, then it would rain.

Even just alittle .

That was always what my mother would say, But who was I kidding. It was summer, there was no way it would rain. I always knew this day would come .

since my dad would always remind me that one day he would take me to church and get me married. I always knew that my marriage was gonna be more of my dad's choice. literally.

Well I just hope it was going to be like in the novels I always read about arranged marriages

Fuck! this is real life Liv _ I helplessly reminded myself

" huh" I sighed as I felt like my world would end today .

'i hope his cute'_ I prayed inwardly

The big doors to the cathedral were swung open. Gasps were heard coming from the crowd as they saw the bride, me of course, looking dazzling in my white gown.

i was a rare beauty. One the world admired. I had icy blue eyes that would attract any man who looked at me and my golden skin made me irresistible.

it's not every day you see a dark skin lady with icy blue eyes and pink thick lips.

ever since I was a kid, my beauty was something everyone feared was un-earthly .

And at first my dad thought I was going blind but they doctors told him my eyes were perfectly fine.

i was a half-cast to be precise. My dad was an Irish while mom was an African from Uganda.

A rare country . I know .

But I never got to meet her since she died giving birth to me.

Anyway......

I hadn't met my husband to be yet and I was wondering how he would look like. The alter was far so I couldn't clearly see him. My father walked to me and took my delicate hand into his arm. The music started as the two of us marched gracefully on the red carpet.

I knew no one in the crowd except for the man standing next to me, my father.

i didn't have any close relatives I knew of,so it was just my dad.

When we were close to the Alter , I looked at the two men who were standing looking down at me as I walked towards them, they both looked handsome and attractive. They weren't that bad.

But who of the two was my husband to be, I couldn't guess because they both looked serious and no smiles came across their icy faces as they looked down at me.

I wondered if I looked so unpleasing to the eye because non of them looked like they were impressed . Literally!

I reached the Alter and was helped by one of the young handsome men to reach up the alter, probably the one I would marry.

I hope!

When we both finished the last stair, the other young handsome man came while pushing a wheel chair with a very old looking man on it.

No! I hope it's not what am thinking_ I squealed inwardly.

The moment I saw this man, I had an odd strong feeling in my gut that he was...... No!

His hair was white and when he smiled at me , I could swear I could count the teeth

Why did they bring him here?

Who was he to be brought to the alter where I was going to be one with my husband?

Or was he the man's grand father? _ I asked myself these and so many other questions.

The old man kept smiling at me and I didn't know what to do but smile back at him, giving him a plastic smile . A-real-plastic-smile.

I started to worry when the man by my side gentle removed my hand from his arm and handed it to the old man on the wheel chair.

No, please no

I wanted to stop him but my gaze met the grave eyes of my dad who was standing just direct to me. They were full of hostility .

Asif he knew I would try to protest to this .

why not!!

Those eyes were enough to declare the misery of my up coming life, I actually was going to get married to this old man who was smiling at me.

seriously!!

My hand finally met with the bony ones of the old man who immediately started caressing it . I couldn't help but sob a little . The tear that rolled down my cheek was immediately wiped but the maid of honor who was obviously instructed to do that Incase I broke . And I did but just a little.

The ceremony started as soon as the music stopped and the priest started his speech to the congregation. I wanted the ground to just swallow me , so that I may disappear from this hell my father had designed specifically for me.

How could he be so inconsiderate about my own feelings. I had just graduated from college and I was ready to start working as a fashion designer. But no! My father couldn't just wait to toss me to this marriage.

To an old man

" Do you Isaac Williams take Liv Donavan as your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and in health, in good and bad times til death do you part?" The priest's voice drew back my attention, it was really happening. I was getting married to an old man.

I hadn't even realized that I had reached this point already

" Yes, I do" the old man struggled to say. The priest refered the question to me as well and all I could say was...

" Yes, I do" what was the point in refusing anything. Anyway my life was destined for an arranged marriage, maybe in the near future I would be able to get a man I truly love. after all I was getting married to a man who was almost as good as dead

" With the power invested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride" the priest said and for a moment the world stopped. Was I supposed to kiss this man!

Seriously!

I looked at the old who showed me his few teeth . I bent over a little and the old man took off my veil. He itched closer to give me a kiss and I just closed my eyes waiting for this to happen and all of this be put to an end.

But the man didn't kissed me, he pecked my cheeks and whispered into my ears.

" Let me save our first kiss for later. It will be in a more appropriate way" he voice sounded different from his shaky old man voice. I lift myself back to a standing position, with a small frown on my face.

' what was that? I heard a voice of a more younger man' I thought to myself .

After signing the papers, I and my newly wedded husband matched out of the church as the crowd cheered for us.

Anyone could tell that I wasn't a happy bride just by looking at my plastic smiles. My wedding photos were ruined.

Night fall reached and I was morethan happy to leave the reception because I was tired of all the fake friends I had just seen.

All of them claiming to be happy for me and excited for my marriage. Some were not shamed to pity me in my face.

They kept saying

Oh dear, If I were you I would run from the wedding.

How could you stand a peck from him? eww.!

Dear Liv don't worry he will die within this year and I assure you , you will love being a widow .

Oh look at your Pretty face all wasted.

People were hurt less. At some point I pitied the old man I married because they were lots of people telling me he would die soon. some even said that very night.

Jeez!

A black car sped through the dark road with a banner around it saying,

just wedded .

I was looking out the window counting the number of tress that were passed by asif counting the number of seconds before I walked into my new home. My husband told me I wouldn't be returning home as all my things were already at his place,

I mean our place

" Mr. Williams, do you want to purchase anything before we leave this city?" The driver asked the old man seated next to me.

I didn't even divert my eyes from the empty streets .

The driver didn't get a response, so he asked again but still no response. I turned to look at the man and his eyes were shut.

" I think he is asleep" I said calmly as I analysed my husband.

" Oh no!" The driver exclaimed and accelerated in a great speed

" uhmm... what's wrong? Is something wrong?"I asked after noticing the man's weird response to mine.

" We need to take him home immediately" the man replied casually. And his speed increased drastically

" Yes please! "I heard the driver call someone and paused asif to listen to the other person on the line

"Come immediately" he added in panic. I started to feel adrenaline run through me.

Was I going to be windowed immediately after my wedding day.

Was I that cursed?

It's obvious people would

Accuse me for murder if he died immediately after the wedding

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