chapter 14

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👼MY ANGEL👼

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👼MY ANGEL👼


I reached for it and hold it in my hand.

I traced my finger on the cover and smiled. It is Gwen's diary. I wonder if I was suppose to have this.

***

It's been three days of me just wallowing in self pity in Gwen's apartment.

And, I just want to take a walk today. Just walk going nowhere in particular. Well, I don't really know this city anyway.

I'm planning on moving into Gwen's apartment. I don't know if I can manage, but I think I will. It's just 20 minutes from my town so I can still work at my job there.

Although my apartment is bigger, this one had Gwen more.

I'll just stay here and maybe one day, I'll sell my old apartment.

I am walking down the streets of this new town in a floral dress, with a bag in my hand.

My bag has my wallet, my phone, and Gwen's diary. I am taking it everywhere with me because I just can't put it down.

But, I can't open it either. I'm scared.

I wonder if there is anything there that might help shed some light about who shot her. About who killed her.

I am walking down the empty street all alone, my head in another place, when I spot a church just ahead of me.

It is decorated with beautiful flowers and there are cars parked next to the entrance.

I am guessing it's a wedding in there. A wedding of rich people based on how expensive the cars look.

Even though I don't know whose wedding this is, and who are in there, I decide to check it out.

A wedding, that must be nice. You dressed in white saying 'I do' to the love of your life. Promising each other forever. Hoping your forever will last a lifetime. Sigh! I really wish for that sometimes. But sadly, I haven't found the one who could tag on my heartstrings enough to make me fall madly in love with him.

But, I would love to witness the love of others while wishing for my own in the process.

I could really use some positive energy right now after long days of me crying so much. Nights of me waking up in the middle of the night screaming my sister's name.

So, I walk in slowly holding on to my bag. The entire hall is quiet. Everyone is seated down and watching the altar so of course, nobody notices me coming in.

There is a bride on stage dressed in a long white gown that looks very expensive. She has a smile on her face that is so big it can be noticed from where I am. She is facing a man who is dressed in a black tuxedo. I don't see his smile at all, but maybe I can't from this distance and angle.

I keep walking as I am looking for a place to seat. I notice there aren't many guests so almost half of the church seats are empty. So, I have to go halfway through the church to seat on the last row.

And as I do that, I hear the priest saying to the man, after the woman says 'I do,'

"Mr. Callahan, do you take this bride as your wife, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish her as long as you both shall live?"

The groom doesn't answer as quickly as the bride. He looks hesitant, actually.

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