Prologue

“Are we there?” I asked the driver

“No Ma’am, I’m sorry your husband must be waiting for you.” He apologized. I shook my head and put the bill on the car seat and went out. Fuck this, I’m running to our location. I heard the driver shouted for my change, but I didn’t mind him.

I ran through the highway and I can already hear their cheers and some even congratulated me! They fucking thought I’m a bride that is late for her wedding. What the hell...

“I’m here! I’m sorry, I’m late!” I opened the big double doors. Wait...

Why are there many extras? Where is Caleb? Why is there a priest in front?

My eyes widened upon realizing something. Oh shit Nola this is fucking embarrassing. Wrong location! Retreat!

This is a real wedding!

I waved my hands awkwardly and was about to go out when the woman dragged me and fixed my hair. “Ma’am, you’re late! Mr. Higgins is already mad, they thought you were not going to show up!” the woman whom I guess is the wedding organizer.

How can a wedding organizer not recognize the bride? “It’s your turn to walk ma’am...” she said and pushed me towards the aisle. I have no choice but to walk, maybe the groom will realize that I am not his bride.

But I was wrong.

He didn’t recognize his bride!

Seriously? What’s wrong with this wedding? Even the guests didn’t recognize me. Is this some kind of blind wedding? I didn’t know it is still relevant these days.

“Uh... I think you got the wrong bride.” I whispered to the man at the end of the aisle.

His brows furrowed “Well lucky you, you’ll get married today.” And he dragged me towards the priest.