The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

Sabrina's wedding is today. I'm so excited for my best friend. She looks absolutely gorgeous in her wedding dress.

It's been exactly ten days since I last saw Silas. Ever since he showed up in Puerto Rico, my emotions have been all over the place. I no longer know what I want. I would be a liar if I said I don't love him anymore, but I know what the problem is. I'm simple scared. I'm scared of trusting him. What if I get back together with him and he ends up getting back to alcohol? I don't want to get disappointed again. I don't want to be met with the indifference he showed me before.

"Where are my shoes? Oh my God! I'm gonna be so late." Sabrin is freaking out. We are fifteen minutes late because the makeup artist got stuck in traffic, but they're only fifteen minutes.

"Here you go. We are ready," I tell her, placing her heels in front of her.

"Is my dad waiting outside?" she asks.

"I'm going to call for hing, I announce and walk out of her room to fetch her dad. Just as I close the door behind me, I find Silas in front of me in the hallway. He looks absolutely breathtaking in his blue suit. His hair is perfectly styled, and his beard is shaved. way

"Hello there, gorgeous," he says, making his way towards me. Automatically, my heartbeats quicken the closer he gets. My heart will never stop beating for him..

"Hi, I breathe out, keeping my eyes fixated on him. "We're all ready to go. Do you know where Sabrina's dad is?" I ask, wanting to get away from Silas as soon as possible. How am I going to spend the whole day around him?

"You can go back to Sabrina. I will tell him Sabrina is ready." I nod at his words, giving him a small smile. This isn't the same man I left twenty-two days ago. This one looks composed and reliable. He is just like the man I fell in love with. "You look absolutely gorgeous, cupcake."

"And you look handsome," I tell him. I'm not even complimenting him. I'm simply stating the truth. My husband looks like a delicious piece of cake.

Sneakily, he steals a kiss from me as he places his lips on my cheek, making me smile. If only I can trust him again...

If only I could let go of my fear.

I return to Sabrina's room and just like Silas has told me, he manages to find the bride's dad fast.

The groom and his men walk down the aisle first and take their place at the end of it. The bridesmaids follow them, then it's Sabrina's turn. I'm walking behind her to make sure that her veil looks good behind her. As she takes her place at the end of the aisle right in front of Knox, I also take my place behind her.

I should be focusing on my best friend. I'm the maid of honour and I should be attentive to her needs; however, I'm a bit distracted. I'm distracted by the handsome man who is still legally my husband. For a moment, his eyes meet mine, causing me to quickly look away. The audience's cheers bring me back to reality and I smile widely when I see Knox and Sabrina kissing. They're officially married, and I couldn't be happier for them.

The newlywed couple make their way out of the church and we follow behind. It doesn't escape my notice how Silas keeps himself close to me. To be honest, I want to be close to him. I want him to touch me despite everything.

"What's that band?" Silas asks. I look at him with a frown, not knowing what he means, but I follow his eyes and notice that he's looking at my ring finger.

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"Oh, I decided to put on a wedding band because this is a wedding. I don't want people to think I'm open for any relationships," 1 explain. Something about what I have just said makes a ghost of a smile appear on his face for a second before disappearing. 00%

"I have this if you want it." My eyes widen when he takes my wedding ring out of his pocket. Has he been carrying it around? "If you put it on, I won't take it as a sign of reconciliation," he assures me.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I stare at the ring for a moment, debating whether I should wear it or not. I decide to wear it, because I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea at the wedding. A sense of comfort and familiarity takes over me when I put it on. I miss having it on. It gives me a sense of belonging.

"Wearing it doesn't mean anything, okay?" I feel the need to tell him that. I don't want him to think that wearing it means I'm going to let him take me home.

"Don't worry, Rosie. I won't get the wrong idea." He attempts to seem indifferent, but I know him. I understand that he doesn't like what I said, but that doesn't stop me from reminding him that things aren't okay between us.

We reach the venue after thirty minutes and before the party starts, the bridesmaids and groomsmen take a lot of pictures with the bride and groom. I love how the photo session is fun, and we all get to take vivid pictures with Sabrina and Knox.

"Come here, my gorgeous maid of honour," Sabrina mutters, pulling me towards her, and making me giggle. The photographer snaps a few pictures of us together before Knox joins us. I take a few pictures with the two of them, then the photographer calls for the best man, who happens to be Silas, to join us.

"Can you snap a couple of pictures for me with my wife?" Silas asks the photographer, making me snap my head towards him so quickly that it aches.

"Oh, you two are married? That's great! Perhaps I can take a picture of you two kissing and the bride and groom kissing?" the photographer suggests.

I'm about to protest, but my husband gently pulls me towards him while saying, "Excellent idea!" I glare at him, but he just gives me a cheeky smile, making me roll my eyes at him. Silas has always been playful and cheeky, so I don't think I'm going to easily get rid of his antics. "I'm going to kill him," I whisper to Sabrina when I find her close to me.

"No, you won't." She smirks and I mentally groan. Knowing my best friend, she doesn't want me to get a divorce, because she firmly believes that Silas and I love each other too much to let go.

"In case you haven't noticed, my dear wife, I'm extremely desperate to kiss you and if this is the only way for me to do that, I'm going to shamelessly seize this opportunity," he tells me before smacking his lips against mine. Truthfully, I miss the way his lips feel.