“Mon cheri, you look stunning. He will hardly be able to keep his hands off you,” said Ramona, giggling and staring at my beautiful white wedding dress. My mother ordered it especially from Paris. When I received it, I was over the moon. I smiled, staring at myself in the large mirror in our home in London. The happiness was bursting out of me and I couldn’t stop beaming. I looked beautiful today; my long curly blonde hair was styled in a bun and my makeup was immaculate. Harry liked it when I kept my hair down, but today it was our special day so I had to keep my curls under control.
“I can’t believe that this is happening,” I said, smiling widely as the heat swept over my cheeks. Ramona rolled her eyes.
“Yes, my beautiful cousin. You’re getting married,” she sighed. “I know that I should be happy, but you’re making me very depressed. Now I have to find myself a boyfriend to keep up.”
“Shut up, Ram. What about the guy that I saw you with yesterday?” asked Vanessa with amusement in her tone. My mum was smoothing the dress in the back when I met her eyes in the mirror.
“He was just the entrainment for a night,” chuckled Ramona, sending me a quick wink.
“Maybe it’s time to settle down, Ramona,” suggested Mum, arching her eyebrows.
“Nah. I like to be entertained by a variety of guys too much.”
“Stop complaining then,” said Vanessa, and when my mother turned around, Ramona showed her a middle finger. I giggled, and then I heard a loud knock at the door.
“If it’s him then I’m going to lose my temper,” muttered Mum and peered through the door to see who was standing on the other side, making sure that no one could see me. Harry had been trying to sneak into my room all morning, but he couldn’t pass through my mother, Ramona, and Vanessa.
“Who is that?” I shouted. Then she opened the door and a tall man came through dressed in a suit. My heart fluttered between my ribs as I stared at Lennox. He smiled and drew a breath, staring at me proudly.
“Well, Sophia, I tell you what. I wasn’t expecting you to tie the knot with my bro so quickly.”
“Oh my God, Lennox! What are you doing here? I thought that you still had a year?” I asked, surprised, and gave him a tight hug.
“They let me out early because I was such a good boy,” he laughed. “May I just say, you look beautiful. My brother is a lucky bastard.”
My mother cleared her throat, letting me know that she was still in the room.
“Lennox, this is my mum, my friend Vanessa, and my cousin –”
“Ramona,” cut through Ramona and smiled, fluttering her long eyelashes. I could see that my mum’s lips inclined in a small smile and Vanessa rolled her eyes. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
Lennox narrowed his eyes, staring at Ramona through his thick eyelashes, then his eyes began to fall downwards to her neck, breasts, and finally stopping on her exposed legs. He continued checking Ramona out and I noticed a mad gleam that started dancing in his eyes. Those two didn’t mind that the room was full of people. She winked at me and I already knew what she was thinking.
“I’m sure you have, but don’t believe in everything that people say,” he replied in a low, seductive voice.
Here we go again, I thought.
It’s been five years since I came back to Belfast and decided to stay. I still remember when I ran to the coach station hoping to find Harry. I nearly broke down not knowing that he never got onto that bus.
“This was the best decision that I ever made,” he said later on, still having me in his arms.
I stayed in Belfast and quit my final year at uni. I couldn’t, and I didn’t want to, continue. My mother wasn’t happy about my decision but she supported me. Maybe it was stupid to throw it all away because I’d fallen in love, but I didn’t want to be away from Harry. We both had gone through too much. My father never accepted my decision. I invited him to the wedding, but he fobbed me off with some business trip aboard. We rarely talk but I’m hoping to rebuild a relationship with him in time.
Two years ago I started studying sport’s science at the University of Belfast. This was always my dream and everyone encouraged me to pursue it.
“Come on. It’s time,” hurried my mum, pointing at the clock.
“Yes, let’s go,” I said and Vanessa opened the door.
“I’m giving her an hour before she takes him away from us,” whispered Vanessa when I passed through. I couldn’t help to smile but I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to worry about my cousin and Lennox. She always ended up being all right. Maxwell was already in the church with Harry. He was behaving so far and I was so glad that I finally met him.
When I stepped inside the church, I felt that I was dreaming. As I laid my eyes on my future husband, who was staring at me, I was freed from anxiety and the beautiful pain. When his eyes met mine, we both knew that we were always meant to be together.
The End
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Her Secret Whispers (The Whispers Series #3)
My Last Whispers (The Whispers Series #4)
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