Love Aint Always Pretty novel Chapter 77

Unprepared

- not properly ready mentally or physically for some experience or action

77

I glanced at dad, "We still haven't talked about it." I said coldly.

"Well, the sooner the better." Dad says.

I take a long sip from my drink and just thought about Nick. Everyone talked about the wedding and I was just sitting on my chair. I smiled whenever they would ask me something and I would talk when Damon would say me something to me. It's as if I was a robot and all of them are controlling me.

When dinner was over, Ingrid decided to sleep at my apartment together with Cameron while my parents were at their hotel room. As I fix my pjs and entered the room, I found Cameron fixing the bedsheets with Ingrid. She jumps on my bed and Cameron whines about not getting it done yet. I walked to the bed and joined them.

"Are you okay?" Cameron asked me.

I moved my head to him, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Oh come on Annie. We know you still love Nick." Ingrid says.

I smiled ruefully. "Ingrid you talk too much. Why don't you go to sleep? Mom and dad are going to pick you up early tomorrow."

Ingrid pouts and Cameron sets her to bed as he fix her blanket. "Go to sleep Ingrid." Cameron says.

He stands. "Savannah, can I talk to you?"

I nod.

Both of us headed out of the room quietly, leaving Ingrid on top of the bed. Cameron stands before me and looks at me in the eye. He didn't say anything yet and just looked at me. I cross my arms against my breast.

"Why are you looking at me like that Ron?" I asked him.

"Are you sure you're really marrying Damon?" He asked me back.

I stared at the floor while my tears were already gathering in my eyes. I take a deep breath in and tried to hide my tears by bending my head down.

"Of course." I say.

"Do you love him?"

I took a deep breath in and exhaled heavily through my mouth. I stare at Cameron who was examining my face. I looked away as I feel my tears about to fall down. I'm too emotional right now and there's a big part of me that's hurt because of my decision on marrying Damon. When I think about how soon my dad wants it to happen, I feel even sadder. I know I don't have any choice but to marry Damon.

"Come here." He says.

I pull my head up to him.

"Come here Savannah." He tells me.

I walk closer to him as he opens his arms wide and hugged me close. I cried on his shoulder and he rubs my back.

"Ron..." I cried.

"I know how you feel. If I only knew what dad did. I should've stopped him. I'm sorry sis." He holds me close.

I shake my head.

"I didn't know. I'm so sorry." He says.

"Why are you sorry for?" I asked.

"Cos I know how much you love Nick and I know you don't want to get married to Damon yet."

Cameron pushes my hair off my face and wipes the tears that were on my cheeks. "If you don't want to get married to Damon, then don't."

"Ron, he's such a nice man and I couldn't afford to break his heart. I can't say no. I was planning to break up with him when we were in Bahamas but suddenly he proposed to me." I say.

He sighs.

"Are you really sure you're marrying him? Marriage is something serious to handle with, Savannah. You'll be spending your life with Damon." He tells me.

"I know what I'm doing Ron and I really appreciate this thing that you're doing right now."

He smiles ruefully. "I know I hate Nick so much but I also know how much he loves you. Dad intervening between the two of you was way overboard."

Cameron kissed my forehead briefly. "Just know that no matter what decisions you make, I always have your back little sis."

I smiled and hugged him tight. "Thank you so much Ron."

"Does Nick know you're getting married?" Cameron pulls himself away.

I shake my head in response.

"I think he doesn't need to know about it." I say weakly.

Cameron sighs as he reaches for my hand. "Why don't we go to sleep now?"

I nod.

The following morning, I arrived at work wearing my wedding ring. Of course I should wear it, Im an engaged woman and I'm not wearing it to show off to Nick that I'm married cos I'm sure as hell that he's not here. I heard his wife is back so I have to try my hardest not to think that I fucked her husband for one night.

I marched my way to my own office and started doing the things that I've left on my desk but even though I try to get myself busy, I can't find words to put into my writing because I'm still bothered about reality and what I chose in life for my future. My future with Damon. I'd be having kids with him and I'd be living at one house with him, I have to force myself that I love him so much and that I'm happy about my marriage with him but for how long can I take to fake it?

I sigh heavily as I push my chair far from my desk. I massaged my temples when suddenly my door opened. I quickly got myself together and sat straight. I see Dakota standing right in front of my doorway. She walks in without saying anything and closed the door gently. I stood on my feet and pulled down my blazer.

"Good morning Mrs. Wilde." I say, damn that was awkward.

She half smiles. "Hello. I haven't met you personally that's why I came here myself." She examines my office.

"You didn't really have to come here Mrs. Wilde." I tell her.

She arched an eyebrow. "I see you took a leave in a short notice, Miss Canterbury."

I bent my head down slightly. "Yes. Im terribly sorry about that. I was having some issues at home. Sorry for the short notice."

"It's okay. My husband took care of it for you." She says so sternly.

I gulped.

"Which is why that reminds me of." She snaps. "My husband seems to be very protective of you."

"Of me?" I repeated.

"Yes. Mrs. Hall told me that Nick talked to her personally about your leave. My husband doesn't really do that." She sits down on the chair right in front of my desk as she crosses her leg over the other.

"Well... I guess I'm very thankful for Mr. Wilde about it then." I lied.

She grins. "Well Nick has never done the thing he did for you. Which is why I'm wondering what is or was your relation to him."

I took a deep breath in. "We were colleagues. We went to the same university together, Mrs. Wilde."

Her brows shoot up. "Oh. Is that so? How lovely." She stands.

She obviously faked a smile at me.

"Well to remind you, you're not on the same level anymore and this isn't a university. This is work. Nick Wilde is your boss and he pays you. I hope you put that in mind, Savannah." She says.

I nod.