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 lay down on the bed staring at the ceiling with her heart beating so fast and her cheeks flushed. She couldn't stop the images from popping up in her head. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest when he turned around on the bed and now faced her; she could feel his gaze on her, and the images of the movies she watched with Ashley kept popping up in her head. 


She groaned inwardly, ' Ashley, what have you done?' she cried, blinking her eyes countless times, ' Nothing is going to happen, nothing is going to happen, just sleep, 'she kept reciting in her head. 


Christian stared at her widely opened eyes, " ain't you going to sleep?" he asked in a deep husky tone that sent shivers down her spine. 


" I. I'm trying", she managed to utter and then there was silence. His gaze fell to her chest, and he regretted it immediately; it was hard, hard not to grab them and feel the texture with his palm. 


Chapter 104: Truth and dare