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Chapter 6

"See, I told you he loves you. You just waited and there, he proposed to you. I can't wait for the day mini Emily's and mini Edward's will be playing on my lap," she said, grinning.

I blushed at the thought of having babies with Edward. It wasn't that I never thought of it. I have always wanted that. But now that people say it loud, it feels so embarrassing.

"Don't mention that right now, mom. I'm only getting married," I said and looked down. I looked at her and my face turned sour.

"Oh, these nails. Mom, why do I have to grow my nails? And my chest! I feel so suffocated. Why are they growing so much? I can't even walk properly in these heels. And this veil is not doing any much good to me," I cried out, frustrated.

Yes. I was frustrated. I was nervous.

I had cold feet and I can't believe it!

Don't worry Emily, it's not like you are going to marry for real. This is fake.

But this will be the last time I wear my wedding gown. I was suddenly sad.

"Emily dear, it's good that you have ample chest. This way your marriage life will be happier. This veil is supposed to bring happiness. And as for nails-"

"Okay, I get it. Please don't elaborate!"I exclaimed. "You don't have to answer those questions, they were rhetorical!"

What does having ample chest anything to do with my marriage life...?

I sighed.

"I will go and prepare for the ceremony. Be ready to walk the aisle in ten minutes sweety," mom said and I nodded. At the same time, my dad came into the room.

"Are you ready, sweety?" he asked me and I nodded.

And the door opened. Violins and soft music entered my ears.

There he was standing. His beauty on his full glory. His tuxedo doing all the good to make him edible. Edible? Seriously Emily? I smacked myself mentally.

His faint smile widened upon seeing me. His eyes glistened like dew on leaves and our eyes remain locked until I reached him. For me, it was a life-changing moment. It was happening. I was going to marry him. Like, marry marry him. Like they do in movies. My father gave my hand to him. He held me and nodded at My father.

The priest talked about vows and how we all have gathered here to witness this grand wedding.

We looked into each other eyes. The nervousness in my eyes wasn't present in his own but he understood my feelings. His hands slid into mine, caressing them to calm my nervousness. I smiled at him and he reciprocated the look.

"I, Edward Jones take, Emily Willows, to be my lawfully wedded wife and vow to take care of her in sickness or in health, till death do us apart."

I felt tears prickling my eyes involuntarily. I swallowed a lump, my throat sore from emotions.

"I, Emily Willows take Edward Jones to be my lawfully wedded husband and vow to take care of him in sickness or in health, till death do us apart."

Till death do us apart. Yes. I wish I could do that. If only you were to accept me.

"With the power bestowed upon me by holy god, I now pronounce you two husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride. "

Edward stared at me. I just blinked. I was dumbfounded as the priest's words reached my ears. We hadn't prepared for this!

Oh crap. He had to kiss me. I panicked.

Before I could even faint, he lifted up my veil a little, his eyes widened slightly upon seeing me, from which he recovered quickly, and kissed me lightly on the lips.

I was shocked. I didn't even get to respond.

He just took my first kiss ...in a not so good way.

Applause filled the hall. Everyone shouted and cheered but I was numb to it all.

My cheeks and ears were flushed red. My fingers were all sweaty under the gloves. My lips slightly opened.

See that's why I remain outside 1-meter radius from him. Except for hugs which he initiates first. I can't control myself or my feelings around him. This is bad. So bad...


I was tired. My legs were numb; they were probably swollen and my posture was not anymore erect.

The ceremony had ended hours ago. I just wanted to lay down and rest but the first big thing was to remove this enormous gown from me, which was clinging like a second skin to me. I waved at Edward. He was on a call.

Edward's parents actually gifted us a sweet apartment. It was huge for the two of us, but I knew it was actually for the three of us, including Lara as she would be a frequent member of our house.

Our house. I sighed. In other cases, I would have jumped with joy by that thought.

I smiled at Edward when he helped me get in the car. The ride was silent, a comfortable silence that always had been there between us. He asked me about my parents and if I had the difficulty in convincing them howsoever of our clever lie.

That was good. At least he made it very clear to me that I was married to him for a purpose. And I am supposed to fulfil that purpose, not mourn over my feelings.

The house was so beautiful, the one you can only dream of. It had seven rooms, a separate veranda, a nice porch, one kitchen and a large lawn.

It was way too big for both of us. I took one step and slipped but Edward caught me by my wrist.

"Hey, are you okay? You seem a bit out of it today. Are you sure you are not on drugs or something?" he said, and I saw a faint tired smile playing on his lips.

I smacked his arm and lifted up my gown.

"I had to walk like caterpillar just because of you! If it weren't for this gown, I would be racing you to the bedroom,” I said, words slipping before I could manage to control. I bit my lips, anticipating his reply.

"Oh. I can always carry you, you know. You should've said it earlier. I didn't know you were so eager to go to the bedroom,” my not so real husband said, a sly smile on his face.

I blushed thousands shades of tomato and went to my room. Our room, to be exact. It was decorated with petals. Bright candles adorned every corner, curtains embellished with flowers and strong aroma of mint as well as something sweet surrounded the room.

It was much beautiful. I never knew a room could be decorated like this as well. I made my way towards it and dumped my suitcase, zipped open and took out a pair of pyjamas, and went to the washroom without a single look at Edward.

I removed all the accessories, including the veil. I tried to pull the zipper down but it wouldn’t come off. My attempts being in vain, I peeked out at the door, seeing Edward already in his sleeping clothes, busy on his phone.

I came out, my head hung downwards, thinking of thousands of ways to ask such an outrageous question in a less suggestive way.

"Hey, Ed?"

He looked up, his eyes showing tiredness of the day.

"Can you open the ‘thing’ holding up this gown, I tried a lot but it won't go down."

"You mean the ‘zipper’?”

I nodded meekly.

"Sure! Wait a minute." He came to me and I shifted a little.

My senses came into alertness as soon as he touched my hair to bring them to my side. The way his calloused fingers touched my neck quickened my breathing and I held down a shiver. I closed my eyes to calm down my heart.

Shut it, he would hear it. I said to myself.

I tried not to squirm when the tips of his fingers accidentally touched my back while pulling the zipper down.

"Here," he said. I quickly thanked him.

I was going back when he said, "Hey, Emi, are you feeling uncomfortable? If that's the case, I want you to know that you are more of a best friend to me than my wife," he ended by winking at me.

Yes. Best friend. That suits me best.

Now I can die in peace.

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