A TWIST OF FATE || Rewriting

Ch. 25 || Sisters

Zaria 🌹

I bit my lower lip and nervously played with my fingers as Caroline styled my hair. Evelyn adjusted my wedding dress while Cora did my makeup, blocking me from my reflection in the mirror. I slightly glanced to my left; through the window I saw the wedding arrangements on the balcony overlooking the sea with mountains behind. I can see the wedding planner walking around stiffly while guests start taking their seats. 

I still can't believe this is really happening. Growing up, I have dreamed about my wedding day, the kind of man I would marry, what would I wear and what kind of venue it'll be, my own happily-ever-after. I had so many expectations for this day, but life doesn't work out the way you want. It’s my bitter reality. 

Lately, I have been thinking about getting a divorce in a year or two because I definitely won't be able to have the patience to bear with Damien and his attitude for the entirety of my life or ‘till death do us apart’—as the pastor would say today. 

I literally had to distract myself from the thoughts of Damien, from the memories of that night and today's touch of his hand against my skin.

Whenever those thoughts attacked my brain, I purposely distracted myself into other things, like sometimes I'd think about my college life, sometimes about the day when I had my first club night. I even thought about the days when I used to live with my abusive father. I could give anything to not have reminders of Damien again and again. 

"Never thought you'd have all this." Scarlet—my cousin said bitterly, implying to the opportunity to have this life, to have Damien Erik. She is not my bridesmaid but is still here because she is family.

"Never thought you'd still show up here shamelessly." Evelyn muttered the last word, saying it to Scarlet’s face on my behalf.

A small smile tugged on my lips. My friends know how shitty my cousins are and while I couldn't gain the courage to speak back to them, my friends do it for me. They always stand by and for me. 

"Excuse me? Zaria don't you think you have been showing the ’rich people attitude’ to us since the day you were tied in marriage with Damien Erik? Do you really think you are better than us?" Julia—Scarlet’s sister and my other cousin spoke. 

What she was saying is not even relevant here. I'm having a hard time controlling myself from rolling my eyes at her.  She is offended at Evelyn's reply to her sister and they simply just can't accept their defeat. I know my cousins very well, she is bringing up the topic just to gain her points, to save her dignity. But she is barking up the wrong tree.

"If I were to really belittle you, both of you wouldn't even be here attending my wedding." I replied in all my calm. 

Julia takes an angry step forward with Scarlet but Evelyn stands in front of them, daring them to speak another word. I doubt Evelyn would have a second guess before punching their faces if they uttered another word. I don’t know what look Evelyn gave them, but my cousins huffed and left. 

“Good riddance” Caroline mutters and we all agree. 

I stand up from my seat when Cora is done with my makeup. The person looking back at me from the mirror is unrecognisable. If a few months back someone told me that this is where I'll be standing, in a wedding gown marrying a man I barely know, I'd laugh at it. I wonder what that Zaria will say about this one.