The Love From Vengeance

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ARIEL’S POV

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I found a comfortable seat and settled myself down, since today was the day for the awaited wedding.

Yeah, I know; it’s only been a few days since this crazy idea popped up.

I glanced at the mirror in front of me, and I saw the makeup artists approaching with their brushes and palettes. They were all looking beautiful and had huge makeup on their faces, to the point that I was terrified the moment they stepped in. I got to ask: were they running a test on themselves before they came here, or what?

“Good morning, Miss,” one of them greeted. She seemed to be the leader around here. “I’m Dayton, and we are all glad to be at your service.”

“That’s nice. Then you guys should get to work then. You know what they say: Time waits for nobody. “I gave them a silly laugh after those words.

“Don’t worry, miss; we’ll get this done in no time,” another one of them said, with a huge smile on

her face.

“And we’re going to make you the most beautiful creature in the world,” another said, moving her hand dramatically. I think I should know the names of these people.

After a little and humorous conversation, they began to apply makeup to my face, enhancing my natural features and giving me a radiant glow. Gentle movements, skillful hands.

And while they did that, my eyes couldn’t help but wander over to the corner of the room where my sparkling wedding gown hung gracefully on its hanger.

The sight of it caused me to remember the time when I first got married to Luke. Back then, I was filled with bitterness, knowing that my life was going to be ruined. I never knew that I would break

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vision of elegance and beauty, adorned with delicate lace and shimmering beads that catch the light with every movement. Five stars to whoever designed it. It was really beautiful, and Luke was a billionaire. Of course, he’d try his best to get the best wedding dress in the world. Since a lot of notable billionaires, just like

makeup artists continued their work, I couldn’t help but reflect on the journey that had led me to this moment. Those heartbreaking and gut–wrenching moments,

artists. I had some knowledge of their

make everyone explode, especially her lover,” Stephanie spoke with that tiny voice of hers. She,

artists.

saying anything, just letting them carry on.

laughter and chatter filled the room as my bridesmaids joined me in the bridal suite. I didn’t know, but since they were all smiling, their presence

of individuals showed up, causing me

my friends, they tried to be my pillars of support, willing to lend a listening ear or offer a comforting hug because they could see the pain in my eyes. And I felt incredibly grateful to have them by my side that day.

touches of makeup were applied, I couldn’t help but steal glances at the clock. Time seemed to move both too fast and too slowly. Every passing minute brought me closer to the moment I would say “I

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that house, and who knows? More people like her might come to add fuel

myself in the mirror, feeling a surge of confidence. Wow, I never knew I was this pretty. Makeup does make a remarkable change in people’s

ready to walk down the aisle and meet my partner at the altar. That good–for–nothing idiot. He

Dayton said, blowing me a kiss.

Luke is really lucky to have you in his life,” Abigail said with a grin. She was one of the bridesmaids who

was going down in my mind. If only

I have to say, I’m jealous,” Sofia spoke. She was also a bridesmaid.

artists stood close to me, along with the bridesmaids. We were all admiring

sign. She was one

Dayton asked, looking at me. I nodded. “That

you have to wait,” Anna told her immediately. “Can’t you see we’ll have to

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wedding dress?”