The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 47

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 47 – Running my palm over the smooth fabric one more time, I took a deep breath and opened the door. With every step down the stairs the ends of my gown flared more, providing a feel of a princess ascending down the staircase towards the prince charming of hers.

But for me, my annoying best friend stood down, not even looking at me. She was too busy applying her dark red lipstick holding a small mirror before her dolled up face. The light blue mermaid gown with her blonde curls resting over her shoulders looked stunning on her.

Hearing me approaching, her eyes looked up to me. And her jaw dropped down.

“Holy s**t!” She glanced up and down my whole structure. “This is the first time I’m feeling ashamed to be straight as a stick. D**n! Achilles is a lucky a*s!”

I laughed. “Look who’s talking. See yourself in the mirror first.”

She shrugged. “I just did. Thanks for the not direct compliment though.”

I shook my head. “Where’s Beth?”

Her lips twisted in displeasure. “She’s gonna meet us directly at the venue. Again got caught up with her boyfriend problem.”

I sighed. “Alright, c’mon. Let’s see if Tess is ready yet.”

“As ready as her pimple,” she said, chuckling.

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

And then I heard the chaos inside the bride’s room.

Pushing at the door, I walked inside.

In a beautiful white Cinderella wedding gown, with her blonde locks wrapped into a low bun on the back of her neck and slightly heavy make-up on her face, she looked gorgeous. As usual. But she looked anything but pleased at this moment.

Facing upwards, she tried her best not to let the tears in her eyes fall. One of her friends was telling her to take deep breaths and not panic.

“Tess, stop crying! Do you want your eyes to look swollen in the pictures? This thing isn’t even visible now. You’re looking beautiful, honey!” said Mom, calming her down.

Then my eyes fell on her right cheek. A small not too visible pimple poked its head through the layers of make-up. Though it wasn’t noticeable unless you looked closely.

Tess shook her head, tears brimming into her eyes. “I’m not! I can see it clearly! Why did it happen to me! All I wanted was for this wedding to go smoothly. Now I’ll have to see this on my wedding photos for the rest of my life!”

Mom sighed, defeated. And then she looked at me. Her eyes lit up.

“Oh my! Look at you, you’re looking so beautiful!” She pulled me into a brief hug before pulling away. “I didn’t even realize when both of my babies got so big.” Casting a glance at Tess and then me, she sniffled.

“Mom, now you don’t start also. We’ve Tess to handle now,” saying, I turned to Tess.

Her eyes glued to my gown, lips parted. “You look… wait, even though you’re looking gorgeous in this dress, why didn’t wear the one I got you for my wedding?”

“Thank you. You’re looking more than just gorgeous today!” I smiled. “And about this dress… I thought it’d look more good with your bridesmaids.”

She asked me to be her maid of honor last night and I couldn’t deny. Due to our previous conflicts, she couldn’t ask me earlier even though she didn’t let any of her friends be her maid of honor. Because she wanted it to be me. So I agreed.

Her face dropped again. “Yeah, everyone is looking so perfect except me.”

“You’re looking stunning, Tess! The most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen. Everyone is going to love your look.”

My assurance didn’t affect her at all as a drop of tear slid down her cheek.

I put a hand on her shoulder. “Tess, answer me a question. Why are you getting married today?”

“Huh?” Her brows narrowed.

are you getting through all

“For Caleb.”

would care if you’ve a little pimple on your cheek on your wedding day? Do you think

Silence.

her head. “No. He doesn’t care about

you being so restless? You’re doing this for him, and if he doesn’t have any problem with your pimple, then shouldn’t you just leave it and enjoy the

right. But… what about

bridge of her nose. If we didn’t leave

edit them, Tess. And this won’t be visible in the camera much. And if it does, then we’ve a solution

ease than before, she flashed me a smile and

***

Tess’s arm around his as they were waiting for their

ahead, came the turn

of the slow music around the gleeful ambience didn’t match my

wasn’t the people’s stare or cheers that made my heart thump, it was

with my chin held high, I walked down the aisle with poise. Caleb stood there with his usual bright smile as he nodded at me which I

The groom’s best man.

then I

on his phone, he walked up to Caleb and stood beside him. And when those grey orbs lifted

if subconsciously, he took a step ahead, the frown on his forehead disappeared, grey eyes clashed with mine until they glided down my body. His lips parted. An emotion that

was sure I turned a deep

he

before. It wouldn’t have held the importance it did today. My action would speak what

he asked me a

was my

face as he pulled me closer. So many emotions swirled across his stormy grey eyes but the one that stood out, was light, happiness. Though an eagerness

we’re here to attend Caleb’s wedding. Not yours,” one of the groomsmen joked as the crowd cackled

the aisle. Tess walked through the red carpet along Dad, a beautiful bouquet in her hand and a blinding smile on her

as they stood before the priest after Dad handed her hand to Caleb. The love and adoration shone in their eyes as they took the vows to cherish and care for each for the rest of their

from me. His jaw

glared holes on the priest. At the command of his deep dark voice, that

impatient one? Your girl isn’t going to run anywhere.

mine,

bride and groom as husband and wife,

my hand, he dragged me away

you doing? I need to be there

world needs you more

him

around my hand told his impatience. But a figure became a hindrance to his

tensed. His nostrils flared as

need to talk to Em,”

around my hand tightened. “You didn’t answer my

answer, I felt how his mood went to a dark path though he didn’t show it to me. And his meeting Warner didn’t seem

hand on his arm, Warner’s gaze

was invited to the wedding,” I

invited or not. He’s

gasped. “He’s my friend. You can’t talk to

for you. I need to discuss something important with you.” Putting

you.” The deep greek accent sent shivers down my spine.

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