Chapter 8

‘Finally, The moment I was dying for came.’

“I am so happy for you.” Father whispered, patting my back to encourage me.

“Me too. I can’t believe, The Fashion Diva, the star Marianne is going to be my wife.” I grinned, boasting proudly simply by thinking.

“Hey, you are a star too. Ask me.” He grinned back.

“Ah, This is wonderful.” I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself for the heaven which is about to be placed before me. The extent of my solace.

I stood at the altar with my heart fluttering in happiness as I felt like a dream of mine came true. My heart was beating so fast, I felt so exhilarated. My content is beyond anyone's comprehension. “How long?” The priest asked. “Excuse me, what?” I asked, confused.

“How long since your relationship? Your happiness surely displays decades.” He smirked, teasing me but the blithe to marry the person I loved dearly is treasured.

But, I had no idea it was this visible. I am getting bou