Rebecca POV:-
His fierce words startled me as I convulsed in dread and it was too hard to contain myself, the terror was bursting from my heart, I never thought it would be that difficult.
“You have all the right.” I breathed out but his possessive grip around me is alarming me for a malicious life ahead of me.
‘He has no intention of letting me live my life in peace- not after what we did to him.’ My heart is racing like crazy only by thinking.
“I know.” We turned to the crowd, I moved my head in Marianne's direction who was crying in a corner.
My eyes widened in horror when I saw Jayden there too looking at me with a sad smile.
‘Please, not you. Anyone but not you.’ I thought. My lips began to quiver as I bit my cheek to refrain myself from crying.
I told you not to come.
To keep my tranquil was too hard for me, when he is there and I am here. We are a few steps away but it seems like we are miles away and cannot reach each other even if we hold our hand out.
“No…” My heart constricted as I lowered my gaze and swallowed the lump in my throat to contain my destruction inside my mind.
“Too late for it.” He responded coldly when we walked down the aisle.
Ryan's tight grip is scaring me but I didn't show it- tried.
When we were about to leave, I stopped in my tracks and turned to spare a glance at Papa who was crying in the corner, giving him a last hateful look.
“I fucking hate you. You are a stain on the name of a Father.” I growled in a low voice so no one could hear.
“Rebecca, my baby, I-” He tried to speak but his realization was too late.
Shaking my head I moved back.
“Come here.” Ryan commanded me to stay besides him but I narrowed my eyes.
“I know If I leave now, I might not be able to see any of them again.” I whispered sadly, lowering my head and turned to Marianne and Jayden.
He brought his hand almost to hold me but stopped midway, made a fist and pulled it back, turning his head away.
I walked towards her as she lifted her gaze and looked at me and whispered, "I am sorry. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me, if it wasn't for me.. " She cried.
I engulfed her in a hug and whispered back as tears finally began to spill out from my eyes, "Please don't blame yourself. Don't let the guilt eat you up.. For me, I don't."
We hugged each other as if we are never letting go of each other. She kissed my head as we slowly pulled away.
"I'll miss you. Please take care of yourself." She said,
"I'll miss you too." I said, wiping my tears.
I then turned to Jayden, my heart crack. I never thought it would hurt this much and looked down and began to say,
"I don't know what to say... I probably don't know how to love. But, At one point, you become my faith, Jayden, " I said.
Lifting my watery gaze and passing him a sad smile.
“You gave me hope, gave me life. Thank you for everything.” I said sincerely.
"Rebecca, I may have received nothing on my journey to your heart but... it was the most beautiful journey of my life." He said as my lips began to tremble.
“You will remain in my heart, I will always wait for your one call.” The urge to pull him in a hug evoked in me but I held it inside of me.
I closed my eyes and let a silent tear roll down from the corner of my eye and turned, "Farewell... " I breathed out and walked away.
I walked out, only to see Ryan waiting for me, hand resting in his pocket, features assertive.
I gulped and stood beside him. “Sorry.”
“You were right.” My heart skipped a beat when he put his hand on my shoulder to show the media how much of a loving couple we are as he pulled me close to him.
“Hmm?”
“This might be your last meeting with them.”
His grip tightened as a shiver traveled to my core along with a shallow breath of fright and I moved back, scared of him.
"Who told you to go away?" He asked in a strict voice while forcing a smile but I can see that anger behind that look.
“Pose gracefully. Live up to my name.” He ordered, taking his hand in mind tenderly but his grip was harshly to leave imprints.
"Leave me..." I said with my gaze fixed in the ground but my voice was stern.
"Oh, You no longer hold the authority to decide it." His voice was lingering in mockery which is provoking undesirable sensations in me.
Smiling, he turned his face to me and lifted my chin with his index finger, staring intensely into my eyes, whispering temptingly.
“I will make sure you burn with me.”
Thinking about what sinister plans he is hiding in store for vengeance made my heart thump uncontrollably.
“I am.” I replied, unwillingly, my voice was sorrowful.
“No, you are not.” He smirked and leaned in, I narrowed my eyes in disgust not wanting him to be near me.
He moved to my neck and whispered angrily at me,
"From now on, I will not even let you breathe without my permission." My quivering form inhaled deeply as his scent filled my nostrils giving me immense dissatisfaction.
I slowly lifted my gaze and even being terrified, I replied to him in my cold voice, "Then I will suffocate myself."
Upon hearing my answer he let out a painfully slow yet dark chuckle and sneered.
"I'll indulge myself in every tear I'll draw out from you."
"My eyes are dry." I said in a croaked voice, turning my head to the crowd outside.
“Your pain will satisfy me.” He continued.
“I know, it should.”
He just scoffed as we walked closer and sat in the car and drove off to the airport for our flight to California.
The drive was silent, we both looked out from the window and pretended we were alone. The tension in the air was still present.
‘I hope Jayden can move on and find someone better.’
This thought was stirring my mind drastically.
A shiver went down my spine just by thinking what will happen when we're gonna reach home. I closed my eyes as I felt my fate had nothing but misery for me.
‘Why is pain teaching me how to live life in the cold? I hope Marianne wouldn’t hate me for being selfish. I did the right thing… right?’
Countless questions roamed in my mind but I certainly cannot lose another sister, even if it means breaking his heart.
We reached the airport and us being a newlywed couple, the protocol we received was lavishing.
“Congratulations on your start!”
We sat and I cannot ignore the looks of the people looking at my black wedding dress but honestly I don't care because my heart is like this and so is my life; black, gloomy.
"You are the bride, right?" An old woman sitting beside me asked.
I passed her a faint smile and nodded.
"May I ask why you chose a black dress?" I wanted to answer, 'to show my devastation' but I remained silent and turned my head away.
"To show me my future." Ryan answered in my stead.
I turned my head to him as he was looking devoid. I blinked and felt my heart being clenched.
‘I pity him, he is just playing the role of a victim.’
The old woman laughed and said, "A woman devoted to her man can never become the reason for his ravage. She may not show it but she will stand right beside you , holding you close and trying her best to not let you fall apart."
"This happens when she is dedicated to you. Are you devoted to me, Rebecca?" he asked scornfully.
I can understand his anger, it's his right to be angry.
"No." I lied.
"See." He said, leaning back and closing his eyes. The old woman again laughed and said,
"Your journey is gonna be beautiful. Neither she can melt the ice of your words nor you can see the pain behind her lies.” Shut up.
We both were taken aback by her words. We spared a glance at each other and turned our heads away.
"If it can be anything, then It would be.." I began to say and turned to him. He glared at me as I looked at him coldly and we both said at the same time,
"..unsavory.."
She chuckled and said hopelessly,
"Then it would be your unsavory redemption."
We scoffed as our journey continued.