When the limousine carrying the newly weds home stopped in front of the Agreste's residence, that was when reality hit in.
Rose the new bride shivered at the thoughts of walking in hand in hand with her new husband.
She sat waiting patiently for Daniel to make the first move.
Whatever he decides to do, she will follow suit, that's how it's gonna be from now on because, she is married.
She was sitting with her hands crossed under her breast and her head bowed low that she didn't notice when her husband got off.
"I know you love to steal the show but can you just get off?" came from her husband.
She gathered her wedding gown in one hand and held unto her husband's extended hand for support.
As soon as they alighted, camera flash were raining on them. The paparazzi were present waiting for them to make an appearance.
Rose had her head bowed low in shame that she got married to a man who had built his love and life with her sister and fear that the crowd may go wild and pounce on her at anytime.
She didn't fail to notice the murmurs and hisses she gets as she walks behind her husband.
Yes you heard right, behind her husband. He wanted nothing to do with her, if eyes can kill she would be a lying corpse now.
Rose didn't need a seer to tell her that the crowd hates her. She know that all the guests who came to her wedding were they to see the woman who took her sister's place.
'shameless ', 'disgusting being ', were the major words of the day.
That was not the first time she was called names but today was worst.
Imagine being on the spotlight where millions of people both present and those watching from Iive news are cursing you for stealing your sister's day. That is Rose current situation.
Weddings are supposed to be the start of a new life, the day of a new beginning and unity but her wedding is a disaster.
She clearly remembers that the VIP section mounted for both families was graced by the grooms family only.
Her parents did not make it to her wedding.
"welcome home Mr. Agreste " the servants greeted with heads bowed low.
"you're welcome home son" his mother greeted as she walked down the stairs.
She was at the wedding but didn't stay till the end.
Daniel Agreste kissed his mom's cheeks and went up the stairs probably to his room while his mother followed suit.
The workers disappeared to their work station leaving Rose behind.
She took a seat on one of the couches and waited.
Stepping foot into this house is the best thing that has ever happened to her..
Feeling lonely and dejected, she sat quietly staring at the wall clock ticking away. What is she supposed to do?
Walk up the stairs to the direction the woman and her son went to? or wait for him to come fetch her?
Rose waited for hours and still no one came to her.. No one attended to her, no one asked if she was okay.
She is just a young girl who took her sister's place to save her family from shame. Whatever she did was for her family.
If she had a choice she wouldn't have ended up here with a wedding dress and ring designed for another.
She sat at a corner in the room looking like a rejected lamb wait for her owner who never came.
"so, you're the one " a voice woke her up. It was Mrs Agreste, her supposed mother-in-law.
"Tell me, how did you do it? how did you get my son to marry you?" She fired at mercy with a questioning eyes.
"i...i....i.. my sister could not make it, so i..." Rose was lost at words.
How is she supposed to tell Mrs Agreste that her sister ran away with her lover on her wedding day. She will arrest her and her family.
There's no way she's telling the truth.
"well, save your excuses because you are not welcomed, not in this lifetime and not in the next". she stopped to look at mercy and for a moment she felt her pains but quickly waved it off.
"go, on your husband is waiting for you.. It's the first room on your right" she dismissed Rose and left.
Rose gathered her wedding dress and went up to her husband's room. She gently tap on the door and it slid open.
She walked in quietly and met with the raging eyes of her husband.
He had already changed into a plain blue track and flops. She might be scared and unwanted but won't miss the opportunity of peeking at a perfect creation.
She stared at his face for a little time then down to his other body parts. He is in nowhere as despicable as she is. He looks like a Greek God born on a willful day as destined and ordained by the Almighty one. If God made him look so perfect, why then did she look so different.
She didn't make it far into the room when he dragged her out.
"find Norah, she will take care of you" he shut the door before her. Well, that might be a good start.
This is definitely not how she planned her wedding night but she ain't giving up. She will stay strong until her sister is back.