ADRIANNA
"You know I love you right?" Raymond said to me as he cupped my face with both hands.
I felt so happy to hear those words from him, those reassuring words before our wedding. Of course I knew he loved me, we had been together for two years and he had been the sweetest ever since.
"Are you sure Ray Ray?" I asked him, even though I already knew the answer to that question.
"Definitely" he responded to me with his reassuring smile that seemed to always take my burdens away.
I sighed as I turned to walk towards the direction of the mirror that was in my room. I stood before the mirror, admiring myself. I was dressed in a shiny yellow dress, embellished with beautiful rhinestones and nice black heels, that went so well with my dress. I had always hated the idea of wearing a white dress during your own wedding, so I opted to go for a shiny, beautiful yellow dress that was also my favourite colour.
The mirror before me, revealed a radiant soul, with a glow that shone from within, as I gazed lovingly at my reflection, lost in the depths of my own eyes. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Raymond walking towards me, with a light grin on his face.
"You look really gorgeous tonight babe, I can't wait to finally make you mine" he said to me, as he placed his right hand on my waist, spinning me around to face him.
I giggled at his words, wondering what I did to deserve the greatest man that ever lived.
Raymond and I met three years ago, at a small gathering led by my friends. Apparently, he had been invited by one of my friends and he had decided to actually attend. At first, I never paid him any attention, because I rarely liked to make new friends or liked to even talk to people. I had not even noticed he was there, until he walked up to me with two drinks in his hands.
"Hey, may I have a seat next to you?" he asked, as he looked at me and also looked at the empty chair beside me.
I was so close to letting him know that I was really not interested in talking to him, but I decided against it.
"Yea sure" I said, giving him a cold reply.
"Maybe if I give him a cold shoulder, he will eventually leave me alone" I thought inwardly.
"Here, I got this for you" he said to me as he stretched one of his hands that held a glass of wine.
"No, thank you". I replied immediately, still giving him the cold reply and avoiding every bit of conversation with him.
"And why is that?" he went further to ask, as he looked at me with a questioning gaze.
I was already getting fed up with the questions, but I decided to keep my cool and not overreact or walk away.
"only God knows what you have added to that drink" I said as I rolled my eyes, not even wanting to keep this conversation going, when I heard a laugh.