My Ex Ruined My Life

Eleanora POV

I was overwhelmed with joy as my room filled with the sweet fragrance of roses, creating a delightful atmosphere that warmed my heart.

The light of the crescent moon shone through the window, adding a touch of enchanting beauty that made everything felt like a scene from a Cinderella movie.

I clenched the ring in my hands feeling it softly as I lent out a bright smile filled with hope and anticipation. It was the night before my wedding, just a few hours away from the day I had long awaited.

A knock sounded on the door, followed by a feminine voice, as it rolled open.

"Eleanora."

she called out with a grin on her face, standing at the entrance of my door.

I turned to look, and it was one of the makeup artists I had haired that would be getting me dressed the next day for my wedding.

"I'm here to inform you that I will be dressing you up early at 6 AM tomorrow, so I would appreciate it if you would get some rest so you won't catch sleepy eyes tomorrow, you know tomorrow is your best day so you have to be sound awake," she advised with a grin, then retreated, gently closing the door.

I nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, sure, I will try to sleep early."

I loosened my hair and wiggled it frantically as I walked to my bed and sat on it.

Flashbacks of memories from the first day I met Ferdinand kept running through my head. It felt like yesterday, and the engagement and upcoming marriage seemed like a dream come true.

After college, I worked as a cashier at Clinton Companies and remained single despite my beauty. I decided to stay single because I was scared to experience the same hell I went through in my previous relationship, where my boyfriend would beat me up almost every day and even steal from me. It was a breakthrough for me when we broke up peacefully and went our separate ways. Since then, I have never seen him and I don't bother to.

Meeting Ferdinand was like meeting the man of my dreams. He was kind, lovely, caring, and had everything a woman would ever wanted in a man.

At first, I doubted engaging myself into a relationship with Ferdinand, with the fear of him being a playboy that would cheat on me without any sympathy due to the unique qualities he possessed or end up having the same character as my previous jackass boyfriend which I regretted knowing.

But after spending some time with Ferdinand, I discovered that Ferdinand was nothing but a sweet soul that any woman would love to be with, and all my doubt and fear was just some part of my past that's trying to draw me away from the happiness I always wanted.

Now, getting married to him felt like fulfilling my life's wish. Tomorrow would be the happiest day of my life because I would be wed to the man I truly loved.

I fell onto the bed as memories and flashbacks ran through my head. I wished Ferdinand was close to me so we could share the old times memories together, but he was in a different room with his male friends. It was customary for the bride and groom to stay in separate rooms so that different makeup artists could dress us up before we see each other for the wedding ceremony. It was a tradition that had to be followed.

I grew impatient and just wanted to be with Ferdinand, even if it was just to spend some time outside while staring at the beautiful crescent moon with him, it was the perfect time of the night where the beautiful moon set and it enchanting beauty brightened, I wanted us to have a glimpse on how it feels, me and him alone. Moreover, it was not against the rules of the tradition to spend time outside, it could only be against the rules, when we sleep in the same room till the next day.

I stood up from the bed and walked to the door, holding its handle with both hands, then I twisted it downwards and walked outside in my nightgown. Though everywhere was busy with music and guests.

Everything was just so perfect, the scent of the barbecue filled the air, and the enchanted cellophane music lit the mood, creating a romantic presence all around the mansion.

I looked to my left and saw Ferdinand's friends having fun, drinking, eating, and chatting. I thought Ferdinand might be with them, so I walked over to their table. As soon as they saw me, they were overjoyed and congratulated me. All I could do was smile and accept their pleasantries.

"Have you seen Ferdinand? I was thinking he would be with you guys," I asked curiously with a warm smile after noticing Ferdinand was not with them.

"Oh, we left him in his room. He said he would join us as soon as he finished what he was doing," one of his friends, George, replied.

"Why not join us and wait for him? Nothing is more special than sharing a meal with the bride."

he added with a scoff and laughed, while the rest of his friends playfully, urged me to join them.

"No, don't worry. I'm okay," I assured with a fluttering smile.

"I'll go check up on Ferdinand in his room. Maybe we'll come join you guys to celebrate," I added, then walked away.

I wasn't the type of person who drinks alcohol because I easily get drunk and end up sleeping more than I could handle. Drinking anything like alcohol now could just ruin my day. It would make me look weak and even more tired when I woke up tomorrow, and besides, I'm being warned by the makeup artist to make sure I didn't get myself worked out so I won't get stressed the next day.

so I'm trying not to take any risk that could ruin the day I had long awaited.

I walked back to the mansion, my nightgown rolling on the soft fancy tiles with my hands touching the smooth wall as I maneuvered My way Straight to Ferdinand room.

On reaching the door, a sense of relief filled my soul, my breath stuffed with anticipation of joy and accomplishments. I couldn't wait to push the door open so I could see the man in my fairytale story. It felt special to me, that I could let go of my curiosity.

Just as I was about to push the door open, a sudden faint voice brushed my ear, before it became a little louder.

I paused a bit, pushing my ears a little further to Concentrate so I could hear the voice more clearly. My mind snapped, not only snapped but got puzzled. This voice was not just some random voice, but a woman's voice moaning, calling Ferdinand's name slowly adding with the sound of something clapping, and it was all coming from Ferdinand's room.

Different questions ran through my mind as I tried to imagine what was really happening behind the other side of the door. Could it be someone else or Ferdinand himself inside the room, or am I hallucinating.

"What is happening?"

I muttered under my breath, my mind raising.

At some point I could feel my heart beating so fast as if it wanted to plug out of my chest. I was curious. I can't wait to see the scene unfolding on the other side of the door. I want to clarify the horror inside my thoughts if I wasn't truly hallucinating.