EMMA'S WEDDING
The dream day was finally coming true. Emma was ready, admiring herself in the mirror covered in white. At first, she smiled and sighed. She had sporadic moments of slight nervousness, and then, she began to feel that feeling; an alarming idea that she could not get out of her head.
She fixed her veil, shook out her dress, and smiled again. She was sure she was the most beautiful bride in the world. She was about to marry a wonderful, intelligent man who respected her. Emma loved Jonathan very much, and they finally took the step of getting married despite the difficulties they were going through, but everything was ready, or, so she thought.
Lucille, one of her friends and maid of honor, walked in the door with anguish. Emma looked into her eyes steadily, and through them, without hearing a word, she could discover what was mortifying Lucille.
"No..., it can't be... He can't do this to me!" Emma exclaimed dropping the bouquet.
"Darling... I'm sorry... Let me..." Emma evaded her friend and ran to the church chapel.
She stripped off her veil and dragged her dress. She arrived at the chapel with her face distorted by sadness and anger. The other bridesmaids told her that her fiancé had left with a man: his name was Fabrizzio; an employee of the company where Jonathan worked. For some time now, there had been an affair between the two of them, Emma already suspected it, but her infatuation to see Jonathan as the perfect man for her blinded her.
She threw herself to the floor devastated, frustrated, and humiliated. The faces of the guests were sticking into her like sharp pins. She felt them mocking her, pointing their fingers at her and muttering cruel words. Emma could stand it no longer and rushed her way to the door of the bell tower. She ascended the spiral stairs so fast, her dress was torn, leaving scraps of fabric along the way. When she finally reached the top, she surveyed the horizon and released a piercing shriek.
"I'm such a fool, I believed it! For a moment, I thought the hope I'd been holding on to for so long would finally become my wish, but no. All this time I was deluding myself. Locked in an illusion that shattered like a fragile mirror.
"Is no one ever going to love me? Am I never going to experience true love? If so, I have no purpose, and I must end my torment at once..."
Emma stood at the height of fifty feet. She perched on the edge of the bell tower looking down with the idea of launching herself. She collapsed in tears and, as the last tears of her misfortune began to fall, a man emerged through the doorway abruptly.
"No, please!" Emma immediately visualized the guy's face and recognized him: it was Michael, Emma's brother's brother's best friend. They were about the same age and had known each other long before Jonathan came into their lives. Emma was petrified of Michael's hazel eyes as the wind made what was left of her dress dance.
"I know you are angry and devastated, I know, I can understand your pain..." Michael said as he moved closer.
"Understand?" Emma replied elated. "Have you ever been stood up at the altar on your wedding day in the most humiliating way?"
"No..., but, today I was also feeling devastated because I thought I was going to lose the love of my life."
Michael managed to take Emma's hand and bowed. Emma was stunned; breathless, she didn't quite understand what was going on.
"I've been in love with you for a long time. I liked you from the day your brother first introduced us. You were beautiful, simple, I wanted to get to know you better since then, but every time I tried something, someone else came into your life and prevented my plans."
Emma was speechless, her eyes wide open to the limit. A flash of sunlight illuminated Michael's face changing the color of his pupils to amber.
"It's clear you don't like me, I know...but rest assured, my love, I'll keep trying until..." Emma leaned in to kiss Michael and the whole confession ended there. They looked into each other's eyes, caressed each other, and smiled.
"Let's go, Michael, I don't want to be here," Emma whispered, Michael took her hand and together they walked out of the bell tower.
Seeing that Emma was well, the guests began to applaud, smiling as if the wedding had taken place. Although the ceremony did not take place, at least two lovers walked out the church door.
THE END
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I really liked how descriptive this story was. From beginning to end, the reader can clearly see each of Emma's actions, becoming completely immersed in the story, even to the point of being horrified (as was my case) when she was about to commit suicide. Fortunately, love was always waiting for her, closer than she thought. Good thing she didn't let the opportunity pass her by. Very good story, friend. Regards.
Greetings, brother. I think I got a little too romantic in this case by letting love be the savior of this story. It all worked out well for me, although I had my doubts. Thank you very much for your comment. A big hug.
Horrifying humiliation turned into opportunity in a few short words. Cleverly done!
❤️💕
Thanks, had to give Emma a good ending 😊😊😊😊.
Emma knows in her heart that she’s about to marry an unwilling candidate. That’s most evident because her maid of honor doesn’t have to tell her that she’s been stood up; she realizes it as if by premonition. Understanding, however, doesn’t lessen the humiliation she feels, nor does it undervalue the opportunity she finds in the comfort of the bell tower’s height, which offers a quick, dramatic solution. Ahhh, to be saved at the stroke of the bell by the man who's been dreaming of her, rather than the man of her dreams’ is sheer genius on your part, @universoperdido. Remarkable!
I am very flattered by your appreciation. It is always a pleasure to read your comments. I couldn't let tragedy triumph all the time, someone else had to be the protagonist.
Greetings!
Una historia de bodas.
Me gustó mucho como desarrollaste la historia en torno a la desgracia y la triste y al final, le das un giro para que las cosas sucedan de otra forma y ese caos se sentimientos se transforme en felicidad inesperada.
Como siempre un gusto leerte.
Una excelente noche.
Gracias, @rinconpoetico7
Quise darle ese acto de bonda a mi personaje principal. Me alegra que te haya gustado mi historia.
Mis mejores vibras para ti.
This is a very beautiful story. I so much feel for Emma. I'm super happy she at least walked out of the chapel happily with Michael. Nice story @universoperdido .
Thank you very much. The important thing is that Emma found love in the end. I'm glad you liked my story. I send you good vibes.
your writing is truly remarkable. The way you captured Emma's inner turmoil as she realizes she's about to marry an unwilling candidate is palpable. Even though her maid of honor doesn't explicitly say it, Emma senses that something is off. The scene in the bell tower is a stroke of genius, and the idea of being saved by the man who has been dreaming of her is both romantic and thrilling. Your writing is engaging, and I found myself fully invested in the story from start to finish. Well done!
Thank you, you are very kind. I like to have that effect on the readers, it makes me realize that my work is improving. I send you my best vibes.
What a great story with an ending that I liked because when you least expect it, love knocks at the door. Michael didn't miss his chance and Emma held on to him.
Regards @universoperdido
Thank you very much @popurri
I'm glad you liked it. Love is the real hero of the story. Grateful for your reading.
Very good your story, I'm glad Emma could be saved by Michael and have a different ending.
Thank you, an act of kindness had to be given to Emma for all she had suffered. Thank you very much for reading and commenting.
A magical story bro😍
Thank you for reading and commenting 🤗🤗🤗