8| Freya

At the night of the party aka my wedding reception, I stay at home, utterly clueless whether I'm attending the reception or not. I haven't seen Rafe after that day in the office so I don't know what he has planned.

As per Mom's timings, it's only an hour left since the party will start and I'm still in my Pjs, pacing to and fro in my room. One minute I consider the idea of calling Rafe and ask what to do then the next minute I brush it off because I know he's not going to take my call.

I'm out of options about what should I do. We can't skip this event. It is our wedding reception. We're the guests of honour. And Rafe is the new CEO. We have to be there. I can't even go there without Rafe. People will doubt us, about our marriage and I won't bear their bizarre interrogations and stares all by myself.

I sit down on the bed when my back pain escalates. I massage and press my shoulders with my hands. The back pain has become persistent.

It doesn't disappear even after hours long rest.