The garden at the back of the hotel was beautifully decorated with flowers and drapings together with the glass chairs that were neatly placed and line in rows and columns on both sides with a paved passage way in the middle.
The priest was set ,waiting at the front with everything set to start the ceremony . Blake stood at the footsteps of the alter next his best friend and three other groomsmen. His tuxedo fit him perfectly neither too big nor too small and a small grin was on his face as he saw her walk down the aisle.
Her hair was pinned half way up with curls at the end and flowers. Her perfect make up and light blood red lipstick, dangling pearl earnings with necklace. Her heels are transparent and the heel was glass but it was covered by the strapless dress that fit her like a glove putting some emphasis on the curves and had a slit that reached mind thigh. It was a simple yet elegant gown. And the vail was a long as the dress but short to her chest at the front.
She reached the foot of the alter with both parents on either side and gave her off. She smiled, her smile hidden under the veil. Blake took her hand in his and they took a few steps to the alter.
"Brethren, we're gathered in this
matrimony...", the priest began with the wedding proceedings .
"I now pronounce you husband and wife ", he finally said and Blake gentle removed the veil that covered his wife, placed a hand in her waist to gentle bring her forward. They met each other half way as their lips moved. They broke apart when they heard the crowd clapping their hands.
The couple went down the aisle hand in hand waving to some of the relatives. The brides maids and grooms men followed behind. They all made way for the reception area except for close friends and relatives who were supposed to take pictures.
In as much as Freya tried concentrating she couldn't. She was so much relived that Nanny was out of hospital and they managed to convince her that all this was just a bad timing but they were still looking into it. All she had to do now was get this wedding done with and go fix her relationship and trust issues because she was still hesitant about the decision she made but she just chose to trust him this one time and out what she felt for him to the test and she was certain that he was going to prove her wrong.
"Freya...Freya ", Sammy called out. "Don't go, you're family too and so they said were going to take pictures", she said.
"Yes Freya no making excuses ", James said next to Sammy. They were both partners.
They dragged her there and they had already started.
"Hey you where have you been ", Sammy's mother asked.
"She was running off to the reception", Sammy said with a grin in her face.
They took several pictures first bridesmaids and the bride. Groomsmen and the groom then all of them at once. They then took turns in families and friends. The crowd cleared while the close family members remained behind to take one last photo.
Great felt a pair of eyes burning wholes on her back but when she turned the person quickly hid behind another. She lifted her dress that revelaed her black stilettos and made way to the group. She stood next to Sammy and whispered something to her and also scanned the crowd as if they were searching for something.
They all went to the reception area. Before getting she felt the pair of eyes again. She scanned the area and saw a tuxedo disappearing in a corner. She didn't know why she felt strange but ignored it. Sammy went to join the other bridesmaids and she went to the table where her family would be seating.
"Oh hi Rebecca, I didn'know you would be here ", Freya said as she saw Rebecca seating next to Mike.
"Hey Freya ", she stood up giving her a hug. She wore a satin dress with spaghetti straps. It was knee length exposing her nicely shaved legs. Silk pressed hair that she held on the right side of her face with pins and applied light make up but she still looked beautiful. She has natural beauty and looks amazing with and without makeup .
"So are you related to Blake ", she asked.
"No, the bride. She's my cousin ", she smiled.
"That's nice. Now why don't you show me where you were going to seat cause I have someone with me ", she said.
"Right over there ", she said pointing at the table.
"Oh that man seating in a wheel chair", she asked.
"Yes that's it. Please take care of my handbag I left it there", she asked.
"Ok no problem. Bye love birds", she waved them off and giggled.
She took a seat on the table that had two man who were just whispering to eachother. She looked at them as if she was remembering something. There was something significant about the man that was seating in a wheel chair. She stole several glances until she remembered who he was.
"Mr Thompson?", she asked. The man before her grinned and looked at her. How couldn't she know such a very big business man.
"Yes that's me ", he said in return.
"It's a pleasure meeting you in person ", she smiled as they shoock hands.
People took their seats as the bridesmaids and groomsmen were about to get in but the table Freya sat in wasn't full yet. Someone pulled out a chair next to her and she didn't shift her gaze from her phone.
"What took you so long", she muttered.
"I can say there were a few delays ", Max smirked.She gave him an awkward look and continued with her phone.
A couple took a seat on the chairs. The man pulled out a chair out for his wife and she looked up at him and smiled. Only a chair was next to Mr Thompson and another on opposite Max. Sammy listed to them engage in conversations while she was just with her home .
"I'm so sorry something delayed me",Max cleared his throat. "Do I have any red marks on my face ", he asked.
"Ewww what have you been up too ", she stopped him on the chest.
"Nothing but just hahjbga little fun and messing around", he winked..
Buuuzzzz...buzzzzz
"I have to take this ",Max stood up and made way for the door.
Seconds after the chair was pulled out again but not by Max. Freya didn't notice but still concentrated on her phone. She felt like another person was seating next time her but e knew very well that Max left a few minutes ago and it was him .Another person occupied one of the opposite chairs but she didn't look at who it was.She scrolled down her contacts just about to text Sam.
Freya : Ola weirdo.
Sam : Ola to you too. Why don't you say that to my face princess?
Freya : I would if you were here.
Sam : Why don't you look next to you.
'What in the world is he doing here!', she thought to herself. I hope Max didn't do this because I'm going to kill him with both hands. Freya didn't know if she should be furious or happy but either way it couldn't match to the excitement that had resurfaced inside of her.