My One And Only

The next few days had been in peace. I and Madison avoided each other very well.

When she was out, I would spend the time inside Anna Maria’s room or walk outside the neighborhood.

Her food was served in her room. She avoided coming into the living room and I avoided getting in her way.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

I was finally in a good place without the fights and dramas. So I did not want to trade it for anything.

Throughout it all, the one thing that was eating me up was the thought of not having a dress.

I knew it was silly and all that but if I entered the party arena wearing something as simple and normal, the people and media would make a joke out of it, and not to mention Josh would be so angry at me.

And the last thing I wanted was to make him angry. Because he was the only one for me right now.

I felt like so dependent on him and that was the only thing I was good at being dependant on others, letting them solve my problems so why bother now changing it and it was too late for me to start over when I had nothing left.

Later that night, Anna Maria landed me a dress which was so pretty. It was unexpected because I did not know an old lady like her would possess such a pretty floral dress.

It was not a branded one but it had beautiful embroidery on the sides which gave it a vintage look.

She told that I could keep the dress as a gift from her and I could not be more happier.

On the day of the party, I got freshened pretty early. Anna Maria did my hair in a simple bun. My makeup was kept normal and simple. I did not want to look like a doll, plus the makeup was Madison’s.

We sneaked it out from her room when she had gone out for her evening walk.

The baby blue knee-length dress gave my figure an elegant look. My cleavage was showing and being a heavy chested girl, my boobs looked too prominent in the dress.

I was happy and satisfied with how I looked and was surprised too by how quickly I dressed up within just fifteen minutes when earlier, I used to take a total of at least one hour or longer to do the same.

And added to that at least five of the stylist would be there to get me dressed to perfection but with Anna Maria, she only took fifteen minutes of it.

Once ready, Anna Maria booked me an Uber and it arrived in a few minutes.

I hugged the old kind lady for the last time before getting inside and bidding farewell to my free and carefree life for the rest of my lifeline.

The party was in Josh’s house and it was located on the other side of the city. So it took me longer to reach there. Plus the traffic was way worst than before. I could only hope that I reached in time because Josh hated tardiness.

It was an hour’s drive and I was so thankful to get by the right time. I paid the Uber in cash which I burrowed from Anna Maria and then finally started walking towards the huge Harrington palace.

The guards let me in because they knew who I was without a fuss as opposed to how they were making other people wait even when they had the card of invitation.

I made my way inside and the big wooden doors were opened automatically. I was greeted with how my life used to look before. And I felt like that was where I belonged all along.

No matter if for others, it looked pathetic and too rich and boring, snobby but I grew up into this and it was where I would be the best fit than trying to start over being miss independent.

The people close by looked in my way, giving me those eyes of ‘oh look here comes the girl with no parents’ but I gave no heads to them and started searching for Josh.

He was the only one for me. No matter what my parents did but now I understand why they did it.

They just wanted me to be having the same glamorous and rich life as before by marrying Josh.

Their reasons were not all bullshit. It made sense to me when I had lost every kind of privilege and left with nothing at all.

My eyes smiled when I spotted him but then the delight in my face faded right away when I saw a stranger woman, walking by his side, their arms entangled.

What the hell was going on?? I wanted to shout but I knew better than to make a situation.

But at that very moment when I was standing right there, watching him with another woman, he turned back and his eyes interlocked with mines and I thought that he would be coming to me right away but well…. he did not…

He just shrugged and continued to crack jokes and laugh away with the woman and his friends.

That made me wanted to just run away and never return here ever. Never return to him ever. What was he thinking getting along with a different woman??

Even though he never had time for me, I never looked in any men’s way ever. But here he was with a different woman as his date when his fiance was mourning and waiting for him to come by.

That made me way too angry to think straight and so what I did next was out of something, I would ever do.

I strode towards where he was standing, knocking someone off by the shoulder but I did not stop to look back if the person was alright or not because I was in a damn hurry.

“Josh?”

I called out his name when I got near him.