Chapter14 Running Away from my Wedding

Brielle POV
I looked at myself in the mirror while walking with wide steps.
smirking at myself, even though I also can't believe it is happening.
I finally found a solution to escape from this so-called wedding.
I'm going to run away soon, just in half an hour.
"Bri, see your wedding dress arrived," Roohi said, while two girls looked like they belonged to a particular sales store, bringing a packet
Then Roohi opened it and pulled out a beautiful white "Lorelei" lace-and-organza strapless gown with a corded bodice and flange wave skirt.
Oh God! This is indeed so beautiful and amazing. I drummed my feet against the floor.
If I was not being forced into this marriage and if it was not Zuriel, then I would gladly get married just for this beautiful wedding dress.
I quickly took my phone and clicked pictures. I also didn't know that
"Silly, why are you taking pictures of it? You're only going to wear it once, after all, it's your wedding gown," Nancy nudged me while ruffling my hair.
Only if they know that this marriage is ever going to happen.
Not at all. I'm going to run away from this fucking marriage.
I smiled and put my phone aside.
Suddenly, Nancy's phone rang.
She quickly received it.
"Oh yes, I'm coming. He did the fitting of my dress as I told him," she said while her eyebrows furrowed together.
"Good, thank you so much," she said and cut the call.
"Who was that?" I asked her.
My designer, I've bought a very beautiful prom dress for your wedding, but you know I have a medium height, so that's why it was too long for me, but the designer told me that they will manage it and will make it fit my size.
"Oh, that's the matter," I smiled, shaking my head.
Unlike me, she is crazy over new clothes, shopping, buying new accessories, fashion, make-up, blah blah.
Why didn't Zuriel marry her instead of me? She is perfect for him.
The ideal trophy wife
"Makeup artist will be here soon," Roohi said entering in my room with a bag, and then I raised my brows when she pulled out beautifully crafted studied diamond earrings
"Zuriel's mom sent this for you. She told me that it's their family tradition that the daughter-in-law of their family wears jewellery sent by them." She smiled, handing me that jewellery box.
My heart sank when I thought about them.
I know Zuriel is a complete jerk with me and I hate him so much. I can't tolerate him, but his parents
They're very kind-hearted and always treated me like a family.
I've never felt like an outsider when I've been with them, and even on the day I had a business meeting with Zuriel's father, Mr. Jared Richardson, I was terrified and nervous as hell before meeting him.
But then, after meeting him, how sweetly he appreciates my work and also that he's a childhood best friend of my dad's
Tears welled up in my eyes. I looked around. Nancy and Roohi were chatting with each other, probably discussing their makeup and style at my wedding.
I quickly came towards another room and sat on the floor. Now tears are freely falling from my eyes.
Why, why am I so sad? I might be feeling so happy because finally, I'm going to run away from this unwanted marriage. I don't have to bear seeing Ziriel's face every day, but why is my heart denying me to do this?
How badly he treated me. He literally dragged me and forced me into this meaningless marriage.
Then why am I feeling like someone is stabbing my back with a knife all the time?
Why can't I seem to do this? I need to think of myself too, but why I really don't want this
I hiccuped and looked out from the window, the wind is blowing while tress are swinging with the cool wind, birds are flying freely making noises
I have these birds, particularly their sounds.
But to be really honest, I'm jealous.
I'm jealous of their carefreeness, how easy and beautiful their lives are. They can do whatever they want without any boundaries, without any restrictions.
And here I'm, so unfortunate and so unlucky. I can't just do what I like. All I do is whatever I was told to.
My parents' wish that they wanted me to see as a successful businesswoman. I never wanted to be in business. I love reading books, especially history books.
My favourite is Indian history. Among it.
I always used to spend my entire day and night in the library of my college, studying history and specifically, Indian history.
I love reading about the mediaeval history of India and its rulers, their love interests, and how they fought for their love.
There is the Taj Mahal in Agra, India. It is also one of the seven wonders of the world.
My Mughal King Shah Jahan made it for his love Mumtaaz.
The Taj Mahal is also known as a "symbol of pure love".
I saw the pics of the Taj Mahal on Pinterest and I was literally lost for words. My mind didn't work. I was just struck with the beauty of that white marble made Taj mahal.
That made me believe in love. Yes, I never thought of falling in love with someone, but seeing the Taj Mahal, somewhere deep in my heart, there is a ray of hope.
I hope to find true love at any point in this meaningless life.
I leaned my head back against the wall, breathing deeply and slowly.
I have to do this, I'm not gonna think more now
I know if I ever think again, I will break down here. There is no way I can stay and marry him.
Never!
I peeked at my room. It was empty.
"Yes, it's delivered already," I heard Roohi's voice she was in the hallway of the mansion
I went around towards the balcony.
Roohi was holding a bag of designer clothes, while Nancy was looking at a set of necklaces placed above the beautiful prom gown, probably wondering about what to wear with it.
"Is everything ready, and all those gifts we brought for the Richardson family, everything is arranged?" my grandfather asked Mr. Brooke.
"Everything is arranged, sir," Mr. Brooke said, and Grandpa nodded.
I sighed and put my hand over my chest, shaking my head.
"This is going to be very tough for me now. My family is so excited for marriage and here I'm," I ran towards my room and locked the door.
I quickly opened the wardrobe and started pulling out pairs of clothes. I didn't take many clothes, but some in my duffle bag. I also put some documents I needed, "after packing
I dragged myself towards the exit of my room, but I stopped immediately after. I saw my wedding dress lying on the bed. My lips trembled as I felt my chest getting heavy.
I quickly made my way towards the backyard of a mansion, shaking my head.
I closed my eyes and tried to recall all the happy places I had visited.
I jumped when I heard Ivaan's voice, which was yelling at someone.
"Did I ask you damm advice?" my uncle snapped at him while reading some documents.
Before I could hear further, I trembled when I heard the sound of a flower vase falling on the floor.
Uncle and Ivaan's heads snapped in my direction, and I quickly ran towards the other side of the hallway.
I keep my hand over my chest, trying to catch my breath.
I remained standing there for some time, then when I heard the sounds of footsteps disappearing, I sighed in relief and shook my head.
Thank God, no one saw me.
There is another exit door in the backyard of the mansion.
I nodded my head and kept my head held high. I will do this.
This is the first time I'm listening to my heart. No one can stop me now.
No one and I can do this.
I'm about to cross the doorstep of the mansion when
But, my body froze when I heard his voice.
"Running away from your own wedding," I gulped down but didn't turn back. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out of it.