Milan shook his head and looked at my aunt. "Tia gave half of it to the children's home after she stepped on it."
Marco laughed and Aunt Lydia shook her head.
"It was very painful and I could not see those little suckers anymore." she said and took Milan from me. "You guys need to do a final dance. The guests are about to leave, but they want to see you two do a dance."
"Wha---"
I was about to say something, but Marco interrupted me. "Of course." He said and smiled innocently at me. He grabbed my hand and brought me to the dance floor.
"Vasilios." I hissed. "No one informed me that we had to dance."
"Just go with it pudding," he whispered as he wrapped one arm around my waist. "You don't want to disappoint our guests."
I let out a sigh as I heard the music starting in the background. There's no turning back now.
♫There's a calm surrender to the rush of day When the heat of the rolling world can be turned away♫
We moved gracefully through the dancefloor as everyone was watching us in complete awe. I looked up at Marco. Even in heels, he was still taller than me. I love the way he was looking at me.
♫An enchanted moment and it sees me through
It's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you♫
I felt his body press against me, soft and warm. This was the love I'd waited for, prayed for. I inwardly thanked God and hugged all the tighter. A love like this was to be cherished for life.
♫ And can you feel the love tonight? It is where we are
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer that we got this far♫
I've known heartbreak enough to shatter my mind, to leave my soul feeling like dust in the wind. But, he is worth my life and all that I have left is him.
♫ And can you feel the love tonight? How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds believe the very best♫
"Pudding."
I looked him in the eyes. "Yes?"
"Uhm," Marco cleared his throat. "What do you think of having the wedding in two weeks?" he whispered.
I stared at him wide eyed. Is he out of his mind?
"Are you crazy? Two weeks for a wedding? That will be a disaster!" I whisper-yelled.
"No, of course not. We already have our wedding planner, caterer, and decorator. Your dress will come next week. Everything is on schedule."
I shook my head. This is not happening. "No, not at all. There is so much more that needs to be done. A wedding takes months to plan. We don't even have our venue yet." I was so confused, why did he want the wedding so early? I mean we were not in a hurry.
♫ And can you feel the love tonight? It is where we are It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer that we got this far♫
"Pudding," he sighed. "It will all be perfect. I will make sure of that okay. We have the right people and I mean you're right. Two weeks is way to short. What about in a month?"
I bit my lip. "I mean that's better, but still I don't think that's enough time."
"It will be pudding. I promise we will have our dream wedding." Marco intertwined our fingers together. He trace my lip lightly with the tip of his finger. My lips part and our breaths mingle. My heart flutters as he draws me to his lips.
♫ And can you feel the love tonight? How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds believe the very best♫
"In a month it will be then." I said breathlessly, after the kiss. "But why so early?"
His mouth twitched, and I was pretty sure he was fighting a smile. "Because--," He drew me closer to him. "I can't wait to make you mine. My pudding, my Queen, my Wife. And yes, I know...We are not in a hurry, but I'm just an impatient little boy okay." He chuckled softly, before he turned serious again. "You mean a lot to me Jillian. I love you so very much and there are some things that cannot be forgiven, but I want you to know that I'll always love you. You will always have my heart. Now, tomorrow, and forever."
Suddenly I heard claps in the background. The music had stopped and everyone was clapping for us. I looked at Marco, he just smiled at me and squeezed my hand. "Are we going to tell them?" He whispered in my ear.
I nodded. Marco clapped in his hand and everyone turned silent.
"So," I started. "Marco and I have decided just now that our wedding will be held in a month."
Everyone cheered except for our family. They just stared at us with the 'you two have a lot of explaining to do' facial expression.
Marco Vasilios P.O.V
When I kissed Sera I tasted something like rotten fruit. It was wrong. It was fucked up. I hated every single cell in my brains for it. But I can't change what's done.
Now I am going to lose the most precious person in my life. I know she is going to find out, sooner or later. And I know that the best thing to do is to tell her the truth.
But I can't.
I can't tell her. I can't see her crying. I can't see her in pain. I can't see her walk away from me. It was a moment of weakness and I hate and regret it so much, but I know that there's no denying in it.
I cheated on her.
Even though it was just a kiss.
And I know that Jillian wouldn't hesitate to pack her stuff and leave. How much could she possibly take? After everything she went through with me, it's easy for her to leave but she decided to stay. And here I am, creating ways for her to leave me.
I focused my attention back on my laptop. I had a meeting in twenty minutes and I still haven't made a powerpoint presentation yet. My pudding was at home with Ximena, doing wedding stuff. The wedding is tomorrow and I have never felt so miserable and happy at the same time.
Today her dress arrived, I haven't seen it yet. She didn't like the previous dress, so she ordered a new one. Part of me is excited to see it and part of me is hurting because I'm keeping a huge secret from her.