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.