Chapter Two
Kiera's POV
"Are you sure about this marriage Kiera?" My best friend Bernice asked me for the umpteenth time as she helped me lace up my wedding gown.
I rolled my eyes in exasperation, "Of course I am sure, I and Marco have been in love with each other since college and this wedding is like a dream come true" I paused and stared at Bernice's face, and for the first time, I felt like she did not look too happy that I was getting married, "Bernice? Is there something you know about Marco that you are not telling me? Why do you keep asking if I am sure that I want to get married?"
Bernice smiled but it looked forced to me, "I only want to be sure that you'll be happy with him, you are my best friend"
She wrapped her arms around me and I sighed relieved that was what there was, "Oh Bernice, I promised you that I'd be happy,"
Just then my mom entered, "Come on girls, let's go" she said and gazed at me for a moment before leaving.
I knew that she wasn't happy about my marriage to Marco but it still hurt that on my wedding day, she would be so cold towards me.
Moreover, for some reason, other than being so cold, I felt something odd about her, and she was practically avoiding my gaze, I shook my head, why do I keep feeling strange about everyone? it might be that I am so nervous about my wedding.
I walked out of my room with Bernice and entered the car that took us straight to St Raphael Cathedral.
I walked down the aisle with a smile on my face, my gaze never leaving Marco's gaze.
He was dressed in a suit, his handsome face staring at me, his sandy hair was neatly combed back and he looked quite handsome but despite my happiness, I couldn't quite shake off the uneasy feeling within me
"Calm down Kiera, nothing will go wrong, everything will be just fine" I took a deep breath as I finally walked up to him and we both faced the priest.
"We are gathered here today, to witness the union of Marco Sabastine and Kiera George" the priest started and in my mind, I wished for him to hurry up before anything will go wrong. I frowned slightly, why do I keep having the feeling that something might go wrong, "it could be just wedding jitters Kiera, nothing will go wrong" I forced a smile amidst my uneasiness and kept chanting in my head that nothing will go wrong.
"Marco Sabastine, do you take Kiera George as your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, until death do you part" the priest asked and I stared deeply into Marco's eyes. The side of my eye sighted Bernice, seated in the congregation, looking so sad and tears misted in her eyes, again I have this deep feeling that my best friend was not happy about my marriage
Marco opened his mouth to answer the priest question and then it happened, a shot rang out and everyone was thrown into confusion
"Let's quickly get on with this priest, I'm not leaving here without my bride" Marco said hurriedly and in the confusion, Kiera smiled, happy that Marco wants to get married to her no matter what.
The priest cleared his voice, though it was obvious that he was afraid, "Marco Sabastine, do you..."
Bang! Another shot rang out but this time it was directed right inside the church, there was confusion as the people stood up and scampered for safety
Someone appeared at the doorway and I squinted to see who it was, this was what I was afraid of, that something might go wrong, who the hell was he that wants to spoil what was supposed to be the most beautiful day of my life.
I heard the gasp of horror from the people when they saw who it was that has entered the church, my mouth hung opened too when I finally got a good view of his face. My insides constricted painfully, Who wouldn't know the notorious and formidable Don Luca Del Monte, what was he doing here and what does he want?
I could feel Marco tensed up beside me, "what do you want Don Luca?" Marco asked.
"I want your bride" Don Luca answered without a care and the people in the church g
asped and I literally choked in horror at his words and my hands trembled slightly.