My motives!

Chapter nineteen
The rest of the activities seem to me like a daze. I only move my body whenever Mercy moved closer or When Henry asked me to.
I seem like a lost puppy. I still can't believe Henry was the man I've been seeing. The man that my heart suddenly starts to beat for. I thought he was Hattie's ex-boyfriend.
And I've even embarrassed him severally.
I sigh and go to sit. I'm in no mood to dance away my sorrow. The thing is, I'm unable to dance it away.
Mercy dance to me. When she's closer enough so anyone wouldn't see the dark frown on her face, she bends close to my ear, "Why are sitting down? Henry is dancing."
I sigh, " I'm tired. The bride can get tired, can't they?"
She gives me a long stare, then sighs, "There's a ball party tonight on your behalf. You must not get tired."
I scoff internally as I watch Mercy walk away. Just why are there so many parties? I'm tired already and I need to get home and sleep.
But wait for a moment, I and Henry are supposed to have our night together. If we are going to the ball, does that mean there will be nothing of such with us?
OMG! I stand and yell happily. I look at everyone dancing and the fact that they didn't even hear me yell the other time because of the loudspeakers around.
I pack my gown and walk down the stairs so I will be able to dance very well.
The happiness I feel in me is enough to light the whole town. Why do I feel so happy? Because a stranger won't be breaking my hymen.
Mercy stops dancing and gives me a confused look. I smile at her and try to shake my arse.
Henry moves closer and pulls me to stand straight, "What are you doing?" He whispers into my ear.
I pull out of his hold, ignoring his question, and resume my activity.
I actually danced as if my life depended on it.
Walking back to my house to change my attire for the ball, I feel so tired due to having danced away all my sorrows.
I laugh and walk inside my bedroom. I feel so happy there's a ball holding tonight.
My maids are downstairs each busy with one thing or the other.
Anyways, I don't like it when people dress me up so I told them I would handle it myself.
Rihanna's song titles Diamond enters my mind and I start singing as I sip off the dress. I look at my body in the mirror, the curve, and the flawless skin.
I find myself amused. I've really changed as Jayden has said.
I walk inside the closet and select the dress Mercy got for me.
The dress looks nice and I must say I like the material and the design.
I slip it on quickly, amazed by how it looks so good on me as if I was modeled to wear it.
The drive to the event hall came to an abrupt end. I walk out and sight my husband walking out of his car, clad in a white suit that clings to his body like a second skin.
He stares at me for a while before walking closer. He stretches his hand towards me, I smile and hold him.
Together, we walk in.
The hall has already been occupied by well-wishers, people I don't know and Beatrice and the little family I've made. Though, Mercy and James are nowhere to be found.
A man walks closer to us with a big smile on his face, "Congratulations on your wedding, Henry," he says and pulls Henry into a bear hug.
He pulls back almost immediately and looks at me, "Congrats my dear," he says and I bow slightly.
He turns to look at Henry, "I will see you in the office, right?"
Henry nod briefly, " Yes sure. "
And just like that, we go around greeting people and offering our gratitude. I thought we are supposed to come here and dance.
Gosh, I've been moving around that my legs hurt so much. I wish we will just go back.
Suddenly, the music changes. Everyone walks closer to the big podium and stood around it.
Henry looks at me quickly, "let's go."
I didn't know what had happened but I follow him nonetheless.
We get to the round raised platform in the middle of the hall.
When we were almost there, the crowded space the way for us to walk through. I marvel as how they made a way for how as if they knew we were coming.
I follow Henry to the podium. He lets go of me and smiles, "Will you care to dance."
Sure, that's what I've been waiting for, I made to say.
Instead, I nod my head briefly, "Yes."
Henry holds my hands in my right hand and I remember the dance steps immediately.
Mercy has taught me this but I didn't know I would be dancing it now.
I follow his steps, marveling at the fact that people are just watching us and not dancing.
Henry stops moving and holds my right hand to turn me 360°. I look back at him, "Why is no one dancing?"
We move away and change position, 'Because it's custom."
Custom? I don't even understand that.
Henry finally pulls me closer and made me lean back slightly so that my left leg is being anchored by his hand and the other leg stays on the ground.
Claps of applause and cheering fill everywhere around me.
Henry let me go slowly.
Just then, people start walking up the podium with their mates. I was made to walk down before the music would play.
I turn back to realize they are dancing to exactly what I and Henry have just danced to.
Amazing! Henry told me it's custom. And it's a nice one.
"Here," a deep voice enters my ear and I look behind me at a man in a black suit, " You need to leave now."
I raise a brow, confused, "What do you mean?"
I look beside myself and realize Henry is nowhere to be found. When did he leave here?
" It's your wedding night," the guy reminds dangerously.
My heart skip a beat as I was led out of the hall. The car door opens and I realize that Henry is not even in the car.
What's happening?
The car close behind me and my heartbeat accelerated again, going faster by the minute.
The night is really going to occur. I thought it wouldn't. I thought I would have to dance till the next day.
I don't believe this is happening to me.