Often in stories to have a “happy ending” ends with the marriage of two people who are in love. Where everyone is happy for two couples.
Which for these two couples as well, their wedding day is one of the most valuable and treasured memories in their entire lives. Even if they don’t know what else might happen next in the next few days after the wedding. Because the only thing that matters to them is the moment they have during their wedding.
"You may now kiss the bride." The priest said in front of Lucas and me My heart beat faster. So nervous. And because of this, I felt my hands a little sweaty while holding the bouquet of mixtures of white and red roses. I looked at Lucas for a moment, I could feel time slowing down. I could hear nothing but my heartbeat and my every breath inside the white veil that blocked my face.
"Will he kiss me?" It kept running through my mind. And with that thought, I remembered the day I saw lucas kissing another woman. I close my eyes because of this. I once felt pain in my heart. I looked up to see lucas face. Just like his old face every time he looked at me, frowning, serious, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be scary.
It's so scary. He looks at me deeply and it is sharp as if you can end life with just his eyes. The looks lucas has for me can’t be considered the looks of a loving man. If not it is a look of the man who has hatred and anger or hatred towards me. Lucas lifted the veil over my head and saw my face full of fear and nervousness. I could almost feel the sweat dripping down the side of my face as it healed on my scalp and forehead. Because I know that even this time I can't be happy, that’s not really for lucas. I knew because of that, I would have a hard time and I could regret it for the rest of my life, just like he told me three days before the wedding.
"You won't be happy dahlia, for marrying me. You'll regret this for the rest of your life and I will assure you, your life will be miserable with me!" This broke my heart even more. Cause tears to form in my eyes while looking at the person I love, lucaz. As he looked at me his eyes were full of anger. Lucas bent down for a moment, his body to match my face. He touched both my cheeks. I could feel in his palms the cold as he was cold to me. Even then. lucas slowly brought his face closer to mine. I thought that maybe he would kiss me to show everyone what the people inside the church really wanted to happen. What do they expect to see. When lucas and I got our noses together, I closed my eyes slightly and waited for his kiss even though I knew it wouldn't be as sweet as other kisses of princes to every princess in fairytales. "Don't forget what I told you."
I heard lucas whisper. Perhaps what he is referring to here is threatening me that I will not be happy in this marriage and I will regret it. As a result, I was able to close my eyes completely and could not stop my tears from falling, which had been threatening.
In a flash he also kissed me. Lucas kissed me on the lips. But like I said, that kiss didn’t turn out sweet. I felt lucas bite the lower part of my lips. It hurts. That kiss was painful. That I could almost taste my own blood from my lips as well. That blood almost mixed with my red lipstick too. But even so, there is still nothing more painful to the wounded heart than the most bloody. After the wedding, I didn’t seem to have a happy ending like in other stories. Since our marriage, my marriage to the person I love is just the beginning of my story, of my calvary with my husband Lucas Oliver Carter..