My Arranged Marriage

Bromance!!!!

“You should be careful what you wish for!”

“What does that mean?”

“Wait and see!”

His eyes had glinted that night and had I known what he meant, I would have ran back to my husband.  Now, two days from the night Damian proposed, I was still fuming.  Dorian has escorted me to Isle de la Guerra!  And again, Damian had decided everything for himself!  I mean, sure it was amazing to have a real wedding and I loved the island, but would it have killed the man to let me know or even discuss it with me?

I sighed and conceded that he did actually plan everything perfectly.  Ever since we came here, Grace, Katherine, Daphne and Serena have had a day getting pampered at the spa.

 “You are one lucky girl!” Daphne had commented totally wistful, during out pedicure session.
All I could do was nod.  Despite the annoyance at my high handed husband, I love him and was finally getting married, in the real sense.  Could life get any better?

“Actually, Damian is a lucky guy.  He was such a bore at first, but she made sure he relaxes and have time for himself.  He even laughs now!” Katherine said fondly.  This was another nice development.  Katherine had always seemed not to like me.  The past two days we had gotten to know each other quite well. 

As for my husband, he was also at the villa on the island, but for some kind of twisted humour, my in laws decided we best not see each other before the wedding, creating anticipation and all.  He might also be getting pampered I thought before succumbing to a relaxing bath.

10 AM

I could literally feel the butterflies as I stood near the window.  I remembered the wedding day.  I remembered how I had hated to be tied down to some unknown stranger.  How I had hated Dove McGregor for her scheming devious ways.  I remembered how angry I was at my biological mother all over again.  All of that was the past now. I smiled to myself as I stared at the beautiful scenery outside. 

At the knock on the door, I turned to find Dorian.  I was in such a good mood that my usual annoyance towards him was gone and I nodded him to come in.

“Good to see you smiling” he said and I raised an eyebrow.  Happiness and all aside, I hoped to God he was not here to annoy me with his stupid jokes.

“I did not mean that you should stop smiling” he said and I glared at him.  “I do not need to do what others want me to do” I said, knowing he was trying to mess with me.

“No you don’t.  You never listened to anyone” he said and sobered.  Gone was the annoying little step brother, this was a serious grown man.

“But I think it is very important that you know this” he said and took in a deep breath.

“You are brilliant at business and your financial ventures, and in mostly everything you do.  But a relationship is not singular.  It is about the both of you.  And here’s what I’d like you to understand; you are not all alone anymore!  You had mom and Katherine all along!” he said, looking at me with melancholy.  “And you had me as well, even though you never truly accepted me as a brother.

But Demetria is different.  She is your wife and you will have to start thinking about her”

“What the hell do you mean?”  Of course I think about her” I exploded at him.  “I know she asked you to walk her down the aisle, but aren’t you taking this father role thing to an extreme?” I asked trying to calm down…though his words resonating in my mind.  Never accepted me…

“I meant you have been so used to taking decisions on your own, that you have forgotten you cannot call all the shots in a relationship.” He continued.

I was about to explode again, when his words really penetrated.  Never accepted him as a brother?  Was that how I made him feel all these years?

“I did accept you as my brother” I said, knowing that right now, it was vital that I say this to him.  When Demetria had left me, I knew what it felt like to be unwanted, and I could not believe that’s what I made him feel all these years.

At my words however, he remained shell-shocked.  I walked to him. 

“Are you okay?” I asked and he blinked.    “What did you say?” he asked, his voice cracking.

“I was always just jealous of you, that you had to come in and get all the love I was denied.  That you could open up to Grace so easily when I could not.  You show your emotions, when because of my biological mother I could not.  Grace was none of our birth mothers, but yet, it was so easy for you to love openly, still is” I said, making sure he knew this.  I might have been a lousy brother, but he had always been my brother.

He started to well up.  I gave him a hard pat on the shoulder.  “Demetria made me able to do that, but I still cannot handle tears, especially from a man.  Don’t go soft on me” I said, and he hugged me and I hugged him back.

“Oh well, I need to thank Demetria.  But first, thank you for saying that” he said and I nodded.