I woke up to a loud bang on the door of my new room.
I immediately got up and went running to fix my headscarf and wear a long robe over my shorts and tee that I found in the walk-in closet of my new room, well for a day...
I rushed to open the door only to find the devil in joggers and a tee shirt and his hair still wet probably from a shower or a swim in his swimming pool that took place in the enormous garden.
I couldn't help but feel intimidated by his presence.
"My mother is coming to meet you today along with Makeup artists and hairdressers to get you ready, the wedding will take place at six pm so you better hurry it's already 12 ." He talked with so much calmness and no emotions like he was some sort of robot.
"Okay." I closed the door but he stopped it.
He stepped dangerously close to me, my first reflection was to flinch away but he took my face in his big palms and said:
"Tonight is going to be a long night."
Then he came closer to my ear and whispered
"I will rock your world bruja."
I felt so ashamed I don't know why, maybe because of the proximity between us, but I was ashamed of myself for being so weak and useless
I didn't know what to say and he stared at me waiting for my reply.
I would never let him touch me.
Never.
"Please go." I looked away staring at the wall beside me like it was very interesting.
He just chuckled and went to wherever he was going.
Five hours later and I was finally in my wedding dress, I looked like a princess to be honest... I never saw myself with makeup because I never wore any.
The loose curls of my long black hair made my face pop out more, with the veil at the back of my head gave it a special effect.
The wedding dress made me look like a real bride, I looked older than nineteen and more beautiful and full of life than the past two days I spent in hell.
I just wanna go back to my family, deep down I knew that I would never see them again, my dad, Leyla, and Raf.
I will be dead to them sooner or later, and I don't think that my fragile heart can take that pain.