Dear husband

"Daniel, don't run,".... Mom screamed at my cousins, outside my room door.

I heard them both running around.

A knock comes on my door.

I got closer and opened up. Outward a man was standing with a makeup box in his hand.

He says to me, " are you the bride-to-be,".

I looked at my wedding gown hung on the chair, before I faced him again and said, "yes! I am the bride-to-be,".

I smiled and walked inside.

The man follows, he kept his box on the bed and put forward his name, Freddy. He says.

Freddy implored me to take a seat on the bed. I gently placed my butt down, and he comes close, At the same time, mom walks inward.

She finds me busy. "My baby is about to get married,". She kept a cup of coffee on the table behind me and smiled.

I had my face remade, thanks to Freddy. Thanks to him, I did not recognize myself. He seems to be a good makeup artist.

Because my face glowed afterward.

Freddy excused himself by leaving the room.

I pulled off my nightgown on the ground after picking up my wedding gown, I walked to the huge mirror reflecting the happiness on my face.

I can't possibly believe that I am marrying the man of my dreams.

Hansel. Rutherford. The younger son of the Rutherford family.

The day, Mr. Samuel Rutherford chose me for his son, In the presence of everyone there, at a party in his Mansion. I couldn't believe why?......

I became the envy of everyone in the city.

Who wouldn't be envious of me? After all, not everyone is lucky in getting married to the son of such a prestigious family.

Yes, it is an arranged marriage, but after our first encounter, hansel made me fall in love with him.

"Dear! Have you gotten ready?". Mom stand's at the door and said.

I turned around and trembled my head.

"Not yet mom, please help me zip up my gown,".

I walked over to her and turned around.

Mom pushed me in the direction of the mirror, gently. The reflection in the mirror showed how happy she was about the wedding.

Mom zips up and immediately dad walks in, he told on that my in-laws were on their way.

Mom grinned.

I breathe in being a little nervous. I hope everything goes on well.

My parents left me alone in the room.

Mom said, she was going to tell Tina, my Best friend, and chief bride's maid to also get ready and assist me down to the wedding in the yard.

It was a simple wedding.

My in-laws might be rich, but they are more simple.

Many times, Tina will make me feel like rich people can't have only an intimate wedding, thanks to them. I believe otherwise.

That being rich doesn't define who we are.

A few minutes later, Tina rushes into my bedroom. She says, "my dear friend, your in-laws have arrived, come on,".. she held my hands and practically dragged me out of the room.

In the garden. Outside. Dad was waiting for me at the door. He gently kissed my cheek as we slowly walked into the midst of guests sitting at the wedding.

At the altar. There he was. Hansel Rutherford.

He faced the priest, so I couldn't see his face.

We passed mom already crying in her seat.

Dad walks me to the alter. He kissed me again before leaving me right next to my husband-to-be. But there was something odd about him.

Because he kept on looking away.

Hansel seems a little different.

The priest proceeded with his sermon.

While he spoke, I couldn't help but feel like something wasn't right. I'm being paranoid.

What's happening?

I pulled a little closer to him. I bent my head a little and said.

"Babe, is everything okay?"

Hansel takes his head up and turns around to face me.

Right there. I got a heart stroke.

Substantiating the identity of the person to who I am about to get married, doesn't look like the Hansel I met three months ago, the one I kept on meeting, is a lot different.

What's happening? Who I'm I getting married to?........