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The family mansion was decorated. It was the main venue. The vows were going to be exchanged in the Church, then, celebration in the house.
"Mom, can I sleep in your room today? I missed sleeping on the same bed with you." Xaviera asked Carlotta. She lied, there was more to the reason why she wanted to sleep in the same room with her mother.
"No, no, no. You have to learn how to sleep together with your husband. You won't get the chance to sleep together with me again, so you have to be used to sleeping with you husband. And also, Sandro won't want you to leave his side." Carlotta replied, as she caressed her daughter's hair.
"Mom please." Xaviera added.
"Nope. Goodnight. My regards to your husband." Carlotta told Xaviera and left for her own room.
Xaviera fidgeted with her fingers as she climbed the stairs. She was going to spend another night with Sandro; then forever.
As she entered the room, she saw Sandro seated on the bed, looking inside his phone.
Xaviera ignored him as she entered the bathroom. She took her bathe then came out.
"Can't you greet?" Sandro asked her. They were both together the whole day, and he still wanted her to greet?
"Goodnight." She mumbled bluntly and laid on the bed, far from Sandro. She curled herself into the covers, not even her head could be seen.
"Bibs?" Sandro whispered, to see if she was sleeping.
"Only Antonio calls me that." She replied.
"I'm now your Antonio. For your information, you're getting married to me, so, you'd have to forget that man."
"Not until you forget Violeta. I'm willing to forget Antonio. I don't want to think about a different man when I'm married. It's a sin. I won't do something bad just because you're doing it." She mumbled.
"Mhm, you can forget Antonio, but for me, I'd never let go off Violeta."
With that, Xaviera ignored him. She laid under the covers; silently sobbing her heart out.
Sandro wasn't sleeping as well. He stared at the P.O.P above him. He thought about how the wedding was gonna end. He wasn't only marrying Xaviera, but, was going to be lying to his family; pretending to love Xaviera when he doesn't.
'It's unfortunate that I can't do anything to stop this wedding.' Xaviera thought to herself.
She felt Alessandro's hand on her back. He was pricking her with his long fingernails.
"Sandro." She whispered, but, he continued. This time, he did it more.
"Alessandro Rodríguez, please let me be." She added.
Sandro continued stubbornly. Xaviera got up from the bed as she stared at Sandro in disbelief.
"Why, I'm just having fun. You thought I was gonna put my hands on your waist? You're dreaming. I don't want a skinny waist like yours." Sandro mocked.
"Then don't touch me if you don't want me. Goodnight." Xaviera said and went back to her previous position. Sandro narrowed his eyes, and continued pricking her with his nails.
"Ouch, it hurts!" Xaviera squeaked. Same thing, he continued.
'Should I kick him in the balls? Maybe he'd leave me alone.' She thought to herself.
She shook the thought out of her head a laid down. And yet, Sandro continued.
This time, Xaviera got up with her pillow, as she went to the couch at the end of the room. She took some covers from the closet. She spread the covers on the couch and laid down.
"At least, I got you out off my bed." Sandro giggled.
Xaviera ignored him, and in no time, she fell asleep. Leaving Sandro to take his cozy bed to himself. The couch wasn't that cozy, but, she had to manage it; if that was what was gonna prevent Sandro from hurting her.