In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all.

But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere.

" You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted.

Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked.

I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent?

The Billionaire's Fashion Designer

Clarisse sighed and she relaxed back and took a deep breath. 


' is he after my death? This is the second time I've been in a helicopter in just a day. 


Clarisse cried in her mind, she had thought of the worst scenario that could happen and she was feeling so tired and hungry and the situation was not helping matters. They are finally done with taking pictures that took so long and now going to only heaven knows. 


She clenched her gown and relaxed back, trying to steady her breath and not panic and it worked, she soon felt relaxed, and gradually she began to feel the cool gentle breeze on her skin and face, it was no longer noisy, rather the atmosphere seemed quiet and peaceful. 


Chapter 17: meeting them again