With the exception of the bride being replaced by Sara, everything else continued to be the same. As Sara vowed to stand by her husband's side forever, the guests couldn't help but feel sympathy for Nora. The man she had been about to marry today was now marrying her own sister. However, beneath the composed facade, Nora carried a hidden secret, shielding her true emotions.
Ignoring the sympathetic glances coming her way, Nora continued to stare straight ahead. When the priest asked if anyone objected to the marriage, the church remained silent, and the wedding vows proceeded. Nora's heart ached, but she masked her pain with determination. Everyone assumed that she had only just learnt of the betrayal. But the truth was...
Isabella, sensing Nora's turmoil, held her hand in sympathy. She wanted to express her anger towards Sara and Antonio but was held back by her loyalty to her friend. As Nora gently squeezed Isabella's hand, she looked at her with concern, uncertain of Nora's intentions. However, Nora offered a small, enigmatic smile and winked at Isabella, leaving her bewildered and wide-eyed.
Staring at her friend in astonishment, Isabella wondered if Nora had lost her mind due to the shock. Why would she give such a mysterious gesture at a moment like this? Urgently, Isabella tugged at her friend's hand, seeking an explanation. In response, Nora leaned closer and whispered softly, "There will be a show later. Don't worry."
***
The wedding reception hall buzzed with chatter and laughter, the sounds of celebration filling the air. As Sara posed for the wedding portraits, everyone soon forgot about the big change in the event. To most people, this wedding would be relegated to gossip, scandal and entertainment.
Nora smiled sardonically as she eyed the people who claimed to be her family. After the initial pitiful glance, everyone ignored her and was making merry. Not that she had an objection to that. She had already changed out of her wedding gown to a simple sheath dress and was counting down the minutes until she could leave without being subjected to even more pity. At least with her presence here, these people would not have much to gossip about.
As she sat wondering if she should eat some of the delicious food or continue her pretence as the heartbroken jilted bride, an older gentleman approached her and sat next to her.
"Grandpa William. Why are you not dancing?"
The older man grinned and shook his head," Silly child. If I try to dance at my age, they will have to carry me out of here on the stretcher! It is a wonder if I can walk all the way from there to here. Now if it were thirty years ago, when I was still a young man, all these people would have been left behind in the dust. Now, let's talk about your marriage registration..."
From the corner of her eye, Nora watched her mother making their way towards them and smiled at Grandpa William as she said," Grandpa William, if Sara is in love with Antonio then I could not stand in their way..."
Before the old man could say anything, Nora's mother had reached them. Holding her daughter's hand, the woman quickly enfolded her in a hug and asked with concern," Are you alright? I cannot imagine how difficult this must be for you, my dear. It has taken me a few hours to wrap my head around all this. But don't you worry, everything happens for a good reason?"
As the older woman patted her daughter's hand, the older man snorted in derision and commented," Of course, everything happens for a reason Lara. And if that reason suits the results you want then it is all the better, isn't it?"
Lara threw a disapproving look towards the older man while Nora moved to quickly diffuse the situation as she insisted," Mom. I am fine. Please do not worry."
But the older man was not so willing to let go. Instead of letting matters rest, he goaded," Nora, your mother has always had a soft spot for Sara and has spoiled her. Now you are following her footsteps and doing the same thing? Is that good for you?"
Lara scoffed at that and ignoring Nora's attempts to diffuse the situation, glared," I am not in the mood to listen to you, Uncle William. And what is so wrong with doting on my youngest? It doesn't mean that I do not love or care for my other daughters. Now, if you will excuse me..." As Lara was about to turn around and leave, she stopped for a moment before turning back and saying," I will of course be calling you to discuss... things."
But Grandpa William was not so happy about letting things go. "Lara, I am not happy with the way all this has turned out. As for your parents' will, I have already made my stance..."
Throwing a sharp glance at Nora who was looking between the two with confusion, Lara spoke, "Uncle, this is not the time or the place for this discussion! I will be calling you and fixing an appointment." Having said her piece, Lara Anderson left without a backward glance.
William Doughby sighed and shook his head as Nora sat down beside him," Grandpa William... does my mother's hatred for you have something to do with my grandparents will?"
For as long as she could remember, Lara had always been barely civil to the old man. Today was the first time she had mentioned her parent's will and finally, Nora could guess the reason.
"Yes and No. I watched your mother grow since she was a little child, Nora. And I am well aware of all her flaws. And she doesn't like that. In the eyes of the world and your deceased grandparents, she was the perfect woman and the perfect daughter. But because of her youth, I had discovered her secrets. So she always felt animosity towards me. And then later, when her parents passed on everything to you and your sister and made me the guardian, she has always felt that I usurped her right. So the will is not the reason for her hatred but it did act like fuel to an already raging fire."
Nora shared a glance with Grandpa William and sighed. 'Soon, that fire was going to turn into a volcano and erupt when her mother discovered what Nora had done. Sigh
A few weeks ago...
Nora walked towards her home in a whirlwind of emotions, unaware of her surroundings. She had just finished finalising everything with the caterer but the woman's passing comment had shaken her somewhat. Even though the woman had only casually pointed out that she was too young and had no worldly knowledge, Nora had been unable to give a suitable reply. How did age matter when it came to loving someone? She and Antonio loved each other. They would learn about the world together.
But now doubts started to creep in and she could not help but feel a bit insecure, and she questioned whether they were rushing into this decision too hastily. They'd been together for so long and they could continue to be together in the future as well without the need for giving a specific label to their relationship.
Thankfully, her logical side chimed in, reminding her that she and Antonio had known each other and there was also no need to prove anything to outsiders. Since Antonio was ready to take their relationship to the next level, she had no problem with that.
Why should it matter whether they got married now or later? After all, they were going to the same university for their further studies, and being officially wedded wouldn't change that. She was probably feeling all this because she had not been in touch with him since the past week.
Pushing aside her doubts, she dismissed them as wedding jitters and took a calming breath to clear her head. She needed to remind herself of all the good times they'd had. Of how they had cheered each other through the years over small wins and failures.
She smiled softly when she thought of how he had asked her out. He'd been shuffling on his feet, unable to look at her even as he gave her the simple rose before burying his face into the history book. Maybe she should give him a surprise.
What if she recreated the scene where he had proposed to her? She had the keys to his house. All she needed was the textbook and the rose. And then she would ask him out on a date. As the idea struck her, Nora nodded to herself and happily started to plan everything.
First, she needed to go get the spare key from her house, and then
***
Soon, Nora stood outside Antonio's house, her heart fluttering with nervousness. As she saw the house's upper floor illuminated, she wondered if she was late and he had already arrived. It was only as she had been making preparations that she realised she only knew Antonio's date of return and not the time.
She wondered if her surprise would be ruined but then grinned. She would simply have to change things up a bit. Inserting the key, she opened the door and slowly sneaked in, excitement running through her veins.
However, she had barely taken a few steps when she heard the sound of someone crying loudly. Nora paused midstep. There was a woman in Antonio's house and she was crying. Had Aunty Kimaya returned with Antonio? But why would she be crying? Antonio's mother was a jovial person who was always unflappable. Only something drastic would cause a reaction like this. Maybe it was a friend of Antonio's who needed help. After all, Antonio loved to play the Knight for everyone.
However, before she could calm herself, Nora recognised the voice that spoke the next words," Antonio, please you have to tell her."
Nora froze on the spot. It was Sara's voice. Sara, her little sister was supposed to have gone to her best friend's house for group studies. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stood frozen, listening to the devastating revelation unfolding before her. Her mind struggled to process the truth
Through the thin walls, she heard Sara pleading, "Antonio, you have to tell her. We can't go on like this, hiding our feelings. She deserves to know the truth, and we need to be together. I want to tell the entire world that we are in love. I want to be by your side rightfully and not like some dirty secret. Please Antonio..."
Whatever excuses she had been trying to come up with for Sara's unexpected presence here disappeared. She stilled and waited for Antonio's reply. He would refuse Sara, she knew. He would deny loving her and tell her that it was all her imagination.
But then, "Sara, it's not that simple. Breaking up with Nora will hurt her so much, and I can't bear to see her suffer."
Nora's heart sank even further, realizing that Antonio was not only cheating on her but also conflicted about whether to end their relationship. Her breath caught in her throat as the weight of the situation bore down on her.
"I see. Antonio, I have already told mother everything. She is willing to support us. Only you need to come clear with Nora....Antonio, you can bear to hurt me and watch me suffer, the girl you claim to love but..."
Antonio's silence spoke volumes and in that moment Nora understood. He really did love Sara and not her. And he was hesitating because of his own conflicting emotions. "Sara, give me some time..."
Nora stepped back and wiped away her tears. She needed to leave this place and get away from the painful reality. All the memories of their time together that she had shared with Antonio seemed to be mocking her now.
Turning on her heels, Nora quickly left the house, the things she had brought for the surprise still clutched tightly in her arms. As the cold air outside hit her face, Nora only felt suffocated. The pain of betrayal, the confusion and heartache made her disoriented.
Aimlessly, she wandered the streets, wondering how she had been so clueless. Hadn't Antonio always said that he loved only her? He'd vowed to always stay by her side and yet, he had let whatever feelings she had for him crumble under the weight of his deceit.
She was so foolish. She should have remembered that no one would love her. After all her own family...
As she would have spiralled under the negative thoughts, her ringing phone broke through her thoughts. Distracted, she pulled out the phone and looked down at the name of the caller...
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