Alpha Sin novel Chapter 5

ARTEMISIA

I sighed, then sat on the chair that was in front of the vanity.

I stood again and paced around the room.

I walked to the window and noticed a few cars parked in front of the cathedral building which was not far from our house.

The cathedral I was going to be married off today to a total stranger. The place, might I say I was going to detest for the rest of my life because it would be sealing my fate.

I walked back to my chair without paying attention to the new arrival that came in a limo.

I knew all of them were my parent's friends. My mom, especially.

We were part of the aristocratic family. Practically, I was a lady since my dad was an Earl, even though he chose to live elsewhere instead of the estate I had been told was part of his inheritance.

Anyways, I didn't mind where he chose to live since we were doing fine and I didn't like being called any title.

I had been teased a lot in Lone Oaks High because most of the students believed I was lying and couldn't be part of a well-to-do family since I didn't act like it.

It wasn't like I cared about what the pupils in Lone Oaks High thought about me.

I enjoyed my space and liked being alone.

I wasn't even a loner and had never been tagged as one. Neither was I a nerd that stuck my nose into a book. Rather, I moved with the in-crowd but still preferred to be alone.

It was a wonder Julie and I had hit it off immediately because she was everything I wasn't.

A knock sounded on the door jarring me out of my thoughts, followed by the twisting of the handle of the doorknob.

Julie's head thrust into the room. A smile brightened her face as she stepped towards me.

"Here you are."

"Of course, here I am," I mumbled, rolling my eyes.

"You don't seem enthusiastic about this." She stated, coming to stand at my back.

She gripped some of the pins in my hair and went on to redo the chignon bun I had scattered with my wandering hands.

"Would you be happy if you were me?" I inquired, eyeing her in the mirror.

She shrugged, grinning. Then sat on the bed. "At least, I'll be happy a rich man is going to take care of me."

"No matter how he looks?" I asked. Because to Julie, looks were everything.

She rarely went out with anyone unattractive. I hadn't seen her before.

"Look isn't everything, babe. A man should be able to protect and take care of his family. That is it." She stood up, grabbed the lacy veil which was on the bed and pinned it to my hair.

I stared at myself in the mirror as she did the final touch of make-up to my face.

It was just like how I had imagined I would look. Large expressive turquoise blue eyes with flecks of gold, cupid-bow shaped lips that were coated with pink lipstick, my cheeks and the tip of my nose had bronzer on them which made them glow and sharper.

I looked like the perfect definition of a blushing bride. Yet, I knew this was anything close to perfection.

The wedding seemed more like a faux to me or maybe I tried to make it look like a faux marriage so it would be easier to accept the new life I was going into.

"Come on, Artemis. You have no time to have a second thought about this. Even if you do, there is nothing you can do about this." Julie said.

I hated that she was right about not being able to do anything. I couldn't even if I had the chance.

It was freaking annoying!

"Let's just get this over with." Julie beamed, helping me on my feet. She clutched my vein which was the same length as the train of the white dress.

I glanced around my feet and at my back to ensure I was not stepping on the hem of the dress before walking.

Even though I was going to my doom, I didn't want to break my neck before it happened.

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My hands trembled and I gripped the rose bouquet tighter. My heart fluttered and I let out a breath whilst glancing at the hall.

It was packed, not like the usual kind that happens during the Sunday sermon. This was different.

It was almost as if I was getting married to a prince. Maybe I was because I sighted a woman who might be the groom's mom since she was sitting at the right side of the hall in the first row-It was mostly reserved for the groom's parents. I have been to a lot of weddings.