Falling For The Blind Billionaire (Book 1)

Chapter 5: The Vow/ Wedding

PLAYLIST: IMAGINE ( GNASH)

Your heart and your instincts are far more reliable than your brain. When you follow your heart, you can be sure you won't regret it later. Even if you calculate your every move, it's not like life ever goes according to plan.-Nithya Menen

Gisella's POV

"Oh, Mia Cara, you look very ravishing," my mamma said with tears welled in her eyes. "I wish you will be happy even though this is not your dream wedding, but you have to do this." we were inside a black Alfa Romeo car on our way to the Cathedral of Seville.

I was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, a strapless tulle, with grey gemstones and pearls added to the wedding dress. My three-inch lovely grey bridal heel matched with my wedding dress, and my hair was pulled into a ballerina bun with a diamond clip attached to my hair, and my makeup was elegant and simple, which blended with my brown eyes.

I clasped my mamma and papà hand to comfort myself. I knew she was nervous, but I don't know if they were happy about this arranged marriage.

I know that they are both feeling sad that I would be leaving our home, my mamma and my papà, serval times, I told them they are not losing me, but instead they are receiving a new person to the family, I would always be there for both of them. She hugged me and kissed my cheek, and my papà did the same.

I was engrossed with myself for a reason, thinking of many things, mostly about getting married to someone that I don't love at all. He doesn't even know about how I look because he is blind.

We arrived at the Cathedral of Seville on time, and my papà held my arm. "Mia Cara, I'm so happy to walk you down the Isle ."

He had me as he walked beside me. My mamma was crying, and it was tears of joy, I think, as we entered, the wedding song started playing as my papà held me. It's a small ceremony, and I like it like that, no paparazzi.

Here she comes on down the aisle
Behind her veil, she wears a smile
In her hands, the bright bouquet
Daddy's here to give the bride away
Best man fumbles for the band
Groom puts it on her trembling hand
Almost before the vows are through
In her calmest voice, she says, "I do."

Here comes the bride
Something old
Here comes the bride
Something new
Here comes the bride
Something borrowed
And something blue

She hears the sound of little feet
But first, there's a wedding cake to eat
Guests line up to kiss the bride
The groom feels like a lucky guy
Above the church, bells ring.

Here comes the bride
Something old
Here comes the bride
Something new
Here comes the bride
Something borrowed
And something blue

They were hearing the song play made me felt terrible. This would've been us, Pietro Santoro. This could've been us. Why betray my love and trust for you.

I was nervous as I watched countless eyes staring at me. My mamma was already sitting at the front roll. The Caruso's and the Moretti's were there already except Pietro and Viola.

The Ferri's of Sicily is present here. I thought my mamma said it's going to be a simple wedding, but this right here, the mayor of Milan, Adamo Adolfo and his wife Fiore Adolfo, The general of Vatican City- Michelangelo Basilio, The most prominent most powerful woman of leaning tower of Pisa, Signora Francesca Italo, even the most eligible bachelor of Rome - Enzo Armani, the most popular restauranteur of Florence-Filberto Jovanni.